u/Live_Ideal_7123

Throwaway because my wife knows my main.

I (immortal M) have a bit of a unique family situation.

A while back, I received a prophecy saying that one of my children would eventually overthrow me and take my position.

Given my own family history, I had every reason to believe these things can come true.

So I made what I considered the safest decision.

Every time my wife gave birth, I swallowed the baby whole.

Important clarification: I don't kill them. They're immortal, and they're all still technically alive inside me.

Think of it less as murder and more as... indefinite internal storage. They're safe, they're together, and no one can use them to stage a coup.

My wife keeps insisting this is "monstrous." She also hid our youngest child from me and gave me a rock wrapped in blankets instead.

Now that the youngest has grown up, he's gathering allies and apparently intends to make the prophecy come true—the very thing I was trying to prevent.

So, AITA?

I (17, M) am part of a pack. My existence is basically 90% hierarchy, 5% napping, and 5% making sure the rest of the troop doesn't do anything stupid.

The other day, a tiny, hairless one managed to bypass all the barriers and tumbled right into my moat. Once he was in the water, the kid went totally quiet. He wasn't screaming or flailing; he was just sitting there, was calm given the circumstances. Strange, I thought.

​Meanwhile, the crowd above the moat was losing their minds!

​I’m a protective guy by nature. Seeing this small creature in my territory, my instinct kicked in. I thought, "This thing is clearly out of its element, and there were no guardians nearby."

I decided to pick him up and move him to a quieter, more controlled spot within my enclosure so I could get a better look at him and keep him away from the noise.

​I’m not saying I was delicate. He’s small, and I’m a few hundred pounds of muscle.In my head, I was just relocating a lost member of a different species to a safer spot.

​However, looking at the hairless ones now, they’re pointing and yelling like I’m some kind of monster. They seem to think I’m being "threatening," when really, I was just trying to manage a situation that landed in my lap because the hairless ones couldn't keep their own house in order.

​So, WIBTA if I took this kid to safety? Am I overstepping, or am I just doing what a leader does when faced with an intruder?

​I’ve been with my partner for a while now, and for the most part, our dynamic has been rock solid. We have our routine: she spends part of the year up top, dealing with her mother’s... intensity, and then she comes back down here to help me with work. It’s worked for eons.

​But lately, things have been tense. She’s been mentioning that the gloom-- which, for the record, is a timeless aesthetic-- is starting to feel 'stagnant.'

She’s spending more and more time tending to those greenhouses of hers, and she’s making comments about wanting to 'diversify', so to speak. She’s talking about wanting to 'sprout' and 'bloom' in places other than our shared domain.

​I’ve tried to meet her halfway. I’ve offered to renovate the halls, bring in more vibrant spirits, maybe even change the lighting color palette, but she just brushes it off. She says it’s not about the decor; it’s about the 'lack of growth.'

​I’m struggling with two things here:

1. ​The Codependency: I’ve basically built my entire existence around ensuring she has a comfortable, secure environment down here. If she starts spending more time away, I’m worried that the whole stability of the realm, and my own sense of purposeis going to crumble.

2. ​The 'Surface' Influence: She’s started hanging out with the nature folk again, and I feel like they’re filling her head with ideas about how I’m "limiting her potential." I don’t think they realize how much management actually goes into keeping this place running smoothly.

​Am I being unreasonable for wanting her to stick to the arrangement we’ve had since we first met? Is it wrong to expect my spouse to prioritize the home we built together over some sudden desire to "reconnect with her roots" during the months she’s supposed to be here?

​How do I have this conversation without sounding like a controlling, isolated recluse? Is this just a fundamental incompatibility we’ve been ignoring for a while, or is this fixable?

​Do you think my concern about her leaving is valid, or am I just projecting my own fear of change onto her growth?

Throwaway because he might recognize my rantings if I wrote this in my main.

I don't know if this is the right place for this. I can't exactly ask the people around me because of hidden agendas.

A few months ago I was living a quiet life, and now everyone insists I'm one of the most important women in the whole place.

Since then I've been kidnapped, rescued, moved from castle to castle, and told over and over that everything happening is "for my own safety."

The man who has protected me through much of this is a knight (or at least he was).

He's intelligent, capable, and has saved my life more than once. Lately, people have begun treating him as someone far more important than that.

He's also become... difficult to understand.

After what happened at a certain fort, something feels different.

He always seems to know more than everyone else. Always one step ahead-- but whenever I ask, he tells me not to worry and that he'll handle everything.

I don't want everything handled for me. I want someone to tell me the truth.

He says he wants to create a better kingdom. He says people like me shouldn't have to suffer because of the ambitions of others.

But if that's true... why does it feel like I'm constantly being moved from one political arrangement to another?

Sometimes I wonder if he's protecting me... or protecting what I represent.

He can be kind. There are moments where I see genuine concern in him. But then he'll say something that reminds me he's always thinking several moves ahead, as if every conversation is part of a larger game that only he understands.

The strangest part is that I don't think he's lying when he says he wants to protect me.

I just don't know whether that's because he cares about me as a person, or because losing me would ruin whatever plan he's been building.

I've started wondering whether it's possible for someone to love you while also using you.

Is that normal, or am I ignoring obvious warning signs because I feel like I owe him my life?

Mine is: Yo momma so fat, she's the warrior of Heavy

Are they out today? It's been loading for 20 mins and I kept trying to uninstall-reinstall. I've tried my portal via chrome too. If there are any other UB users there, please tell me if yours also has downtime.

Throwaway account because certain muses keep turning everything into songs.

I (M, immortal) have a twin sister (F, immortal). We've always been close, and I care deeply about her.

Recently, she became very attached to a man (M, mortal).

At first, I tried to be understanding. But over time, I grew concerned. He was boastful, impulsive, and, frankly, had a habit of making enemies.

There were even rumors that he had insulted gods and spoken arrogantly about his abilities.

My sister, however, was completely taken with him. She spent all her time hunting with him and barely listened to anyone else's concerns. I worried she was losing perspective.

Now, I know my sister. She's incredibly proud of her skills with a bow and never turns down a challenge.

One day, while we were talking, I noticed a tiny speck far out at sea. I challenged her to hit it, saying that surely the greatest archer could manage such a shot.

She accepted and made the shot.

Turns out the "speck" was her friend swimming.

She was devastated when she discovered the truth.

In my defense, I genuinely thought I was protecting her from someone I believed would eventually bring her misery. I also assumed she'd eventually move on. I did not expect her to take it that badly.

Now she barely speaks to me, and every time someone sees the stars they bring up how she immortalized him among them.

AITA?

Throwaway because our family is somewhat prominent and I don't want this traced back to me.

My husband (M, 25) and I (F, ageless) have been together for years. We have a son together and, honestly, things have been good. He's charming, and while he can be a little impulsive, I've always loved him.

Recently, his father sent him overseas on an official mission. Before he left, he kept making jokes about how "the gods have something great in store for him" and how he was destined for extraordinary love. I thought he was just being poetic.

Since arriving, his letters have gotten… weird.

At first, he talked about negotiations and sightseeing. Fine. But now he keeps mentioning this one woman. Not by name, mind you. Just things like:

"You have no idea how radiant the women of Sparta are." or "I finally understand why poets speak of divine beauty."

He also mentioned that Aphrodite "never forgets her promises," which, I feel horribly uncomfortable about.

His last letter included a sketch of himself. Not our son. Himself.

My friends think I'm overreacting, but I can't shake the feeling something is wrong.

Complicating matters, I occasionally have dreams that turn out true. Lately I've been having recurring nightmares involving fire, screaming, and a lot of angry Greeks.

I told him about these dreams, and he replied:

"Fear not, my love. Destiny favors the bold." WHICH IS NOT AN ANSWER.

Am I being paranoid? Is this just what men do when they travel? How do I bring up my concerns without sounding controlling?

I tried going atop the volcano, it just triggers the trap, when it's supposed to get you the item already. :(

Throwaway because certain former acquaintances are overly dramatic.

I (M, noble) have been traveling with a group of military cadets for a while.

I am accompanied by R (M, also noble) and D (a filthy commoner). D has a sister "T", and she stays in R's house for some reason.

Recently, T was captured by some brigands. R's brothers promised that there will be a campaign for her rescue.

I suggested that maybe throwing away all our lives for one commoner wasn't exactly a brilliant plan. I told them that I wouldn't throw myself to save a filthy commoner.

D exploded at me and started acting as though I'd personally shoved T into the brigands' camp myself. He threw a punch at my face and R restrained him before he could strike me again. I feel I was being made crazy-- I was the only one acknowledging the facts.

Nobles have obligations. Bloodlines matter. Society exists for a reason. If every nobleman sacrificed himself every time a peasant got into trouble, who would govern?

D stormed off, and R yelled at me and forced me to leave because apparently "I went too far."

So, AITA?

Throwaway because Grundy don't want others to know Grundy has Reddit.

Solomon Grundy (M, born on Monday) not understand modern social customs, so Grundy ask internet people.

Grundy live peaceful swamp life. Eat rats. Chase crows. Smash occasional tree. Then bat man in pointy ears come with angry friends. They hit Grundy with fists, lightning, arrows, and expensive car.

Grundy only wanted shiny machine in museum because shiny machine reminded Grundy of old life. Guard scream. Police shoot.

Everybody overreact.

Later, Grundy wake up in sewer. Hungry. See people running. One man throw hot dog at Grundy and yell "FREAK!"

Grundy angry. Throw bus.

Apparently bus belong to school field trip.

Nobody die. Children mostly scream and need therapy.

Now whole city say Grundy menace. Green man call Grundy "repeat offender." Bird nose hit Grundy with mace. Cape man lecture Grundy about responsibility.

Grundy tell them, "Solomon Grundy just want be left alone."

But friend Croc say maybe throwing bus was "bad idea."

So Grundy ask:

IGTA for throwing bus?

I (F, middle-aged) recently accepted a position at a boarding school that has frankly become lax under the current administration. Students are constantly violating rules, teachers are openly disobedient, and there have been rumors going around that are causing unnecessary panic among the children.

As someone appointed by the government, I felt it was my responsibility to restore order and create a safe learning environment.

Unfortunately, one particular student (M, 15) has been very disruptive. He constantly spreads stories about a dangerous criminal returning, encourages his classmates to question authority, and repeatedly undermines my efforts in front of others.

Despite numerous warnings and detentions, he refuses to improve his behavior.

For context, said student has a history of seeking attention and seems to enjoy being treated as some sort of celebrity. I don't hate the boy... I just believe rules exist for a reason.

As the situation got worse, I was given additional responsibilities and authority.

I introduced reforms, more punishments, and oversight of extracurricular organizations.

Things eventually came to a head when a group of students attacked me and lured me into a dangerous area where I suffered a traumatic experience at the hands of some local creatures.

To this day, nobody has properly apologized.

Now, years later, people still call me abusive and act as though I'm some sort of monster.

AITA?

ETA: Said student, let's call him HP, has started his personal army to defy, oppose me.

Throwaway because brother and father have Reddit.

I (M, Prince) recently visited another kingdom on a diplomatic mission. While there, I met this amazing woman, "Ellen" (F). We really connected. We have incredible chemistry, she understands me, and honestly I think the gods themselves wanted us together.

Ellen already has a husband, who happens to be the king of the place we went to for a diplomatic mission. Their marriage was arranged and from what I can tell.

I know a lot of people will focus on the whole "married" thing, but relationships are complicated and I don't think love should be ignored just because of politics.

Anyway, Ellen and I decided she'd come back home with me. We had to be a bit discreet about it because her husband obviously wouldn't approve, and I may have brought some valuables with us because, frankly, she deserves to live comfortably.

Now we're safely back in my city. My dad (King) is happy I'm home, my brother Lector (another prince) seems annoyed for some reason; he keeps saying that I've doomed us all.

My family says that the king is the sort of guy who holds grudges and has a lot of powerful friends. Personally, I think they'll calm down eventually. I mean, are they really going to launch an entire war over one woman?

That seems excessive.

So, AITA for bringing the love of my life aboard my ship and taking her home with me?

Throwaway, as I refuse to give my companions more material with which to tease me.

I (F, somewhere between "none of your concern" and "old enough to know better") recently traveled with friends to a distant steppe inhabited by numerous tribes.

During our stay, one of the local leaders (M, perhaps late 20s?) became convinced that I was his destined partner.

He asked for my name, then showered me with compliments (about 'shining with the majesty of the full moon's light' or something). He sounded really certain that we were meant to be together (after 5 minutes of interaction)

He declared that the heavens themselves had ordained it.

I just declined his advances, and asked him to try again when he got older.

Silence followed. Absolute silence.

You could hear the wind over the steppe.

One of my companions had to physically turn away because she was trying not to laugh. Another was laughing openly.

Since then, several people have informed me that I "destroyed" him and that he has yet to recover from the embarrassment. One friend described it as "the murder of a man without bloodshed."

In my defense, I merely wished to make my point unmistakably clear.

So, AITA?