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to tell others why someone is setting you on edge, it often sounds so trivial. As the words are coming out of your mouth, you find yourself thinking, “Wow, I probably sound super paranoid.”</p><p id="2b40">So, instead of going with your gut, you tell yourself the innocent explanation must be the correct one. You keep going along with it.</p><p id="2666">All those pink flags only start looking red once you’ve seen enough of them — <b>once you’ve noticed a clear pattern emerging.</b></p><p id="a47d">Depending on how experienced you are at dealing with people’s shit and how overt the asshole you’re dealing with is, it could take hours, days, months, or years before you piece it all together.</p><p id="619a">Recently, I had someone reach out to me who gave me kind of weird vibes. I felt like he was laying the groundwork for something (what exactly, I don’t know, but something).</p><p id="dc34">First, he reached out with some effusive praise on one of my articles. But he did it as a private message, not as a regular response.</p><p id="6e44">That made me a bit ill at ease. But I had a hard time really understanding why. I mean, private messages are a thing, and he didn’t say anything off color in it.</p><p id="a878">The private messages kept coming. I ignored them (can’t clap on private messages and I had nothing to say), but had the same odd feeling that I couldn’t fully explain.</p><p id="0ced">Eventually, he gave me some effusive praise and I thanked him. He responded within an hour asking if we could talk off Medium. Ostensibly, it was so we didn’t have to deal with the character limit (though there would have been none if he had just sent me regular responses).</p><p id="75b2">I decided to check out some of his stuff. The first thing that stood out was a very misogynistic article. And then I came across not one but two love letters he wrote to an unnamed Medium writer, each of them with a strong stalker vibe. (I don’t know if they were about me or not, but either way, they were creepy.)</p><p id="b8fb">When I told him I didn’t want to move my relationships with my readers off Medium, he made up an excuse and backpedaled. He claimed he was a professional sex coach and only wanted to offer me some advice about my clitoris.</p><p id="d078">Then, before the day was over, he went back to a post I wrote weeks before called <a href="https://readmedium.com/no-one-owes-you-a-chance-bef1a3ac4072">No One Owes You a Chance</a>. He left a lengthy response that implied that women who don’t give him a chance (e.g. me, just earlier) are bitter, angry, heartless bitches.</p><p id="9b52"><b>Yeah, his intentions were <i>totally </i>professional…</b></p><p id="fe6b">At that point, I cut communication with him before he could try to take things further. I blocked him. He deleted his response. And I hope that’ll be the last of it.</p><p id="0089">Now, given everything I know now — especially those super stalkery posts — it’s clear to me that the private messaging was a red flag. It’s also clear that asking to communicate off Medium is a bit of a red flag here. It’s quite likely he was laying the groundwork for something.</p><p id="a8c5" type="7">But up until that point, each of those individual actions seemed kind of innocent. Pink flags at best.</p><p id="682a">And that’s another way women “ignore” red flags — because each of them on their own doesn’t look that bad.</p><h1 id="3135">“Not All Men” Men Need to Sit the Fuck Down</h1><p id="f59f">There’s one more reason women ignore red flags. <b>We’re constantly being told we should.</b></p><p id="ec92">One big part of the problem is all the men who cry out “Not All Men” whenever women discuss the shit they deal with.</p><p id="c488">We have a lot of reasons for sharing our stories — it’s cathartic, it’s healing, and it helps us bond and understand each other.</p><p id="640e" type="7">It’s also a way of issuing warnings.</p><p id="2010">It’s because we share our bad experiences that we know about fuckboys and how to spot them. Or what to do if our boyfriend turns out to be a narcissist. Or that “Nice Guys” often have a total disregard

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for our sexual consent.</p><p id="02c9"><b>That shit’s fucking critical.</b></p><p id="4234">I didn’t have those kinds of conversations when I was younger and I didn’t have access to them online. So, I ended up in some risky situations, or got too close to guys who deep down did not give a shit about me, because I was figuring it all out on my own.</p><p id="8542">But now when we finally share our stories so that we can show each other (and clue some guys in) the red flags and pink flags we need to be mindful of, we keep hearing from men who are annoyed that we’re painting them with a broad brush.</p><p id="3147">Sometimes they don’t say “not all men.” Sometimes, they say that we should give guys a chance even if we feel weird. Sometimes, they say it’s not fair that they get treated like potential rapists just because they were being really forward because damnit they mean well.</p><p id="9486"><b>But in the end, what they’re doing is telling us not to trust our instincts. </b>They’re telling us that we need to give men the benefit of the doubt. They’re telling us to set aside our gut feelings because following them might mean we’re judging a decent guy too harshly.</p><p id="a9f5" type="7">And that’s one of the reasons women ignore red flags — because we’re constantly told we should, even when protecting men’s egos puts us at more serious risk.</p><p id="440e">I’m sure it sucks being treated with suspicion, but there’s a reason we have to be suspicious even if it has nothing to do with you personally. Those guards she’s putting up — the ones that make it trickier for you to interact with her — <b>they might be the only thing keeping her from being abused or having the worst night of her life.</b></p><p id="0515">So if you ever feel like a woman is unfairly treating you like a potential threat, understand that she has to put her safety first. <b>She deserves your empathy, not your contempt.</b></p><p id="cbb2"><a href="https://emmaaustin.substack.com/p/welcome-to-my-newsletter"><b><i>Let’s keep in touch! Sign up for my weekly newsletter</i></b></a><b><i> (I won’t send you anything without your enthusiastic consent!)</i></b></p><p id="0320"><b>❤ If you liked this post, you might also love:</b></p><div id="c7dc" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-real-reason-shes-not-being-honest-with-you-76ebab3ff50c"> <div> <div> <h2>The Real Reason She’s Not Being Honest With You</h2> <div><h3>She wants to be straightforward — it’s just not safe</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*5gk1jvdsTLP_qzsFVPr3tg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="17a8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/men-hitting-on-women-online-need-to-up-their-game-8c077ca48fc"> <div> <div> <h2>Men Hitting on Women Online Need to Up Their Game</h2> <div><h3>It’s not hard — here’s how to do it</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*M_wLC7GCweb2S5mI8TLexw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="0e7a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/signs-your-new-boyfriend-might-be-a-narcissist-e55b2e6d7e2b"> <div> <div> <h2>Signs Your New Boyfriend Might Be a Narcissist</h2> <div><h3>After years of narcissistic abuse, I’m on the lookout for red flags</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*xekbc_KPuOOC_xD8maW9Kw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Story Arc 2: The Doctor and The Fairy

Running With Titania!

Choice 2 of Off To The Summer Courts?

View from behind you in a chase scene. Art created in MidJourney by John Fanidis, used with permission.

This is a collaborative web-novel. Read the beginning of Story Arc 2 here. If you are confused by how this came to be, please click here for the previous chapter of this story, which will give some context clues.

There was no way you’d get the helmet to work with you at your current strength level… or whatever the interface was telling you was your ability to wear it. There was only one recourse for you, and you needed to do it fast if you and Titania wanted to live, at least. You had to run… NOW!

Before you could tell Titania any of this, however, you noticed that the gear in the treasure chest had somehow gone missing… and you were staring at it the whole time, too. What gives?!

“Is it just me, or are you forgetting something important?” Titania asked a few feet away from you. “I mean, do you want to be turned into a pancake, as the expression goes?”

Instead of answering her verbally, you run over to her and scoop her into your arms like a bridal carry, running as far away from the giant as you could manage.

“H-hey! Put me down!”

“Not a chance of that, Your Majesty,” you say to the princess of the Summer Court.

At that point, a fresh breeze pushes into you from behind, carrying you away from the giant as you somehow cross an invisible boundary. While you’re glad to be away from the giant, you’re also confused about what’s going on, mainly how you knew you crossed an invisible boundary… among other things that are weighing on your mind.

“Are we safe?” you ask.

A brief flash of light appears in front of you before you see someone who is decidedly unhappy to see you.

“No, we aren’t,” Titania says.

As it turns out, you found your way over to the Winter Court, much by complete accident. How come you arrived there, you don’t know, especially since the spell Titania was using to transport you and she to the Summer Court wasn’t supposed to do that.

Now, you and she are sharing a prison cell… odd, considering this whole mess started in a prison cell.

“What are we to do?” Titania asked, having marked the cell with the time spent in prison here. “We’ve been stuck in here for the last three weeks, and there’s no way Oberon will take kindly to this.”

“I don’t know what we can do to get out,” you say, looking outside the cell. “However, we need to stay calm, in case an opportunity presents itself for us.”

“Yeah, sure, an opportunity that may or may not exist,” Titania said, groaning all the while.

You sigh, hopeful that you and she can get out of there safely, even if that’s a non-starter at present. “Well, we’re going to get out of here, I can assure you of that.”

“But how?” Titania asked. “Do you even know what sort of horrors the Winter Court is capable of?”

“No, sorry,” you say.

Before Titania opens her mouth to say more, however, the same person who had found you when you crossed the border arrives at the door to the cell. “Come with me, both of you,” he says.

“Eh?” both you and Titania ask as one.

This might be serendipity for you. It’s like you can now run away from the prison and never look back. Of course, you need to convince Titania about that, but the end goal is the same way. How do you convince her it’s a good idea to run?

But, wait, hold up. What if this is a case of your freedom being given to you by the Winter Court? How would that play out?

In the end, you make a choice.

What will you do next?

  1. Decide to make a break for it with Titania.
  2. Go willingly with the guard of the prison cell.

Samuel Kauffman, AKA Xamusel, is an indie game developer and novelist in training. His main exploits in the realm of fiction, much to his dismay, are the use of fanfic works. This includes fan games, which he’s also hoping to grow past, among so many other things.

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