TO SALIERI / NELL: Because you have decided to post here not once, but twice, blaming the victims of this ordeal, here is an open letter to you. You have asked repeatedly what we want, so here is your answer. Here is the resolution that is being sought, laid out for you as plainly as we can put it.
We are asking that you own up to what you did. The resolution is
you and your partner, admitting that you were inappropriate with minors. It’s you, telling me that your posts calling me a “reverse pedophile” after you sent me eroguro and fostered a dependency since I was 14, was incredibly disturbing and wrong. It’s your partner not trying to hide that they dated a fourteen year old child.
It’s you admitting that you actively chose to silence not one but two close friends struggling with having been groomed right in front of you. It’s you apologizing to the people who considered you a friend, who were genuinely trying to look out for you while they also came to terms with having been abused, and trying desperately to rationalize that you had every opportunity to help the most vulnerable people in your life, and you willingly chose that you were going to prioritize a “lack of conflict” over the people who relied on you. It’s you admitting to them and to yourself that you were and still are threatened by the idea of apologizing for your actions.
It’s not us being "cruel" to you because we want to be. It’s an attempt to get you to realize that you cared more about not having to make hard choices than you cared about not one, but two minors in your direct line of sight being abused and groomed. It’s an attempt to get you to recognize how mind-blowingly selfish you have been, in that you reached out to people who already made clear that they left you because of your lack of ability to stand by people who need it instead of people you like more, begging them not to listen to someone who you decided
mattered less than your ability to avoid making any meaningful decisions. It’s getting you to understand that you have always been, underneath your nice exterior of being a “drama-free person”, someone who has always prioritized their own self gratification.
Because even this year, you kick your legs and scream that you are the penultimate victim, that no one could have possibly been hurt by your negligent behavior. Cil looked back on 2018 and realized that what they did was, even if unintentional, grooming and highly abusive aside. And yknow that they did? They delivered a damn good apology. They stepped back, they introspected, they looked at what I had grievances with, and they went “shit, I did do that”. And they owned up and apologized.
And YOU. Your response to their
apology for their behavior was to crawl back into their field of vision, to BEG for them not to consider anyone except for you a victim. You were so fucking threatened by the concept that someone you knew did the right thing that you PLEADED with them to back down and come crawling back to comfort you, to reassure you that you could do no wrong. You have repeatedly spoken over everyone who has chosen to be the bigger person and admit wrongdoing. You have repeatedly tried to say that they must have been manipulated or misled or somehow forced into making an apology, because your status as the most infallible person on the planet cannot, under any circumstances, be called into question.
Even now, you keep saying you want us to "let it go and move on instead of continuously bringing it up." You continually avoid acknowledging that you have ever hurt anyone by your actions. You cannot possibly fathom the concept that you are capable of having been negligent, of having been out of line, of having been inappropriate with minors, or of having enabled someone close to you repeatedly to do even worse than you, because you like them.
When are you going to care about us living? When are you going to realize that we do not exist as antagonists seeking to trip you up for fun whenever we can. We are not the NPCs you have always treated us as. We are not out to get you. We are not out to see you disappear, because that’s apparently the only possibility you can fathom, because apologizing for your behavior isn’t even a question in your mind.
What do we actually want, ultimately? Because you keep claiming we apparently want you dead… we want you to fucking apologize to us.
That’s it.
Apologize to us. Acknowledge what you did and own up, so that we can live our fucking lives in peace too. Maybe you have the privilege of moving on, but we don't. Your actions have and will haunt us until you give us closure.
For those confused on my sudden involvement, I have my own document on Icarus' abuse. However, it identifies the OP of this thread and thus is only available upon request. It is uncannily similar to the OP's experiences and should be treated as a supporting document, second to theirs.
EDIT: For further context, I was friends with Nell, with Icarus, and with the OP’s current partner since 2014-2015 all. I was born early in 2000, so my age aligns with the year for easy math for readers at home. I was the DM of that D&D campaign that suffered a fallout in late 2017/early 2018 mentioned in beedle’s tumblr post. In this campaign, Nell and the OP’s partner both were inappropriate with me. I had been DMing this game from late 2016 until early 2018. I was underage, and the rest of the group was not, with Icarus being the oldest at I believe 24 or 25.
Nell only is two years my senior, but for many years had been sending me eroguro and NSFW content. We chatted about a blog that they liked, now suspended, called “writhinginpain”. This blog was devoted almost wholly to eroguro and noncon doujin scans. They are the first person I ever wrote ERP with, and at the time I was 17. Later, however, beedle’s partner would encourage me to do the same in FFXIV.
In this campaign, beedle’s partner also developed feelings for me and beedle. It’s complicated and messy, and ultimately a lot of their behavior unintentionally was, by definition, grooming. It left me with trauma and an introject of them in my system, leading to professional diagnoses of OSDD-1B and PTSD in 2019. Because I was very young and didn’t know how to navigate relationships (let alone polyamorous ones), I misstepped a lot and was held to standards of someone who was more their age. The relationships and campaign burned down.
Icarus is responsible for much of that burning. While I was not perfect, Icarus took my private vents and went behind my back to smear me to Nell, beedle, and beedle’s partner regularly. They made up a claim that I was stalking beedle’s partner after one incident — said individual drank heavily and disappeared one night from discord, which was unusual, so I out of very real fear checked their Twitter to see if they were posting. I was, maybe a little embarrassingly, afraid they’d gotten alcohol poisoning. We were close friends when this happened, so looking at their social media shouldn’t have been a strange thing either. Icarus turned this into a fabricated claim of stalking for years afterward.
It should be stated though that beedle’s partner has apologized — and extremely well — for what part they had to play. I wasn’t fronting for the discussion, but I’m assured we came to a pretty solid understanding. It was an enormous weight off me to hear the admittance they’d been abusive, and I appreciate them immensely for it and hope they are well. I took down all of my posts on beedle’s partner as well as soon as that happened. I had previously believed them to be a danger to others, partly due to trauma response. These posts were taken down, amended, or stashed following their apology. I don’t want to understate that even if what they did was categorically some questionable shit with a kid, the apology given was incredibly thoughtful and comprehensive. Both of us met in an atmosphere where boundaries with teenagers didn’t really exist, and I’ve met and been preyed on by the same people they were, so what was a categorical problem turned out to be more of a case of… their doing what they learned was normal.
So, ultimately… Nell and Icarus need to do the same thing. To just suck it up and apologize and acknowledge that: intention aside, they committed a categorical wrong.