There are more than 30 Ana's.

Ana runs multiple accounts and uses them in ways that range from embarrassing to genuinely harmful.

One that I do feel is a mix of both is the @lyneyhatersdni blog. Ana claims this is her ('ex') boyfriend… she's the boyfriend.

Someone told me that before the account was fully set up, the following list and recently liked posts were publicly visible (which is just a default setting Tumblr uses).

Every liked post was content from Ana, Lilac, and Karma.

The account types exactly like Ana's; she tries to switch her typing style on it, but she slips… a lot.

I always thought it was weird when I first found that account, that it's rarely active.

That only Ana responds/likes my comments if I interact with them??

And what made my assumption feel far too true is this post she made:

This is a self-report if I've ever seen one. And why does this matter beyond just being weird??

This account was used for publicly 'dating' Ana, complimenting her, calling her pet names, having entire conversations with her in the comments of her post. She is having a relationship with herself in front of everyone.

And here's the infamous conversation she had with herself when she posted "im gonna kms" on her main, where lyneyhatersdni shows up in the comments to comfort her. She is roleplaying emotional support from a person who does not exist.

He is only online when she needs him to be (like making that "ana won't be online" post or interacting with herself). He never used it outside of using it for ana. They always happen to be online at the same time, and now she's active on his account bc shes "going to be offline for a long while" and is addicted, so that's what she uses right now.

But it gets worse than just beyond fake dating.

'lyneyhatersdni' was the account behind the anonymous hate messages that Lilac received on her old blog. Lilac's old account (scaraobsession) is now deactivated, so those specific asks are gone, but they were horrible nonetheless.

Lilac had to turn off anonymous asks entirely because of the harassment, and Ana had the audacity to reblog Lilac's post about it, acting like she was defending her.

Ana sent anonymous hate to her own (ex) close friend. And then publicly positioned herself as the one protecting her from it.

That's fucked up. What's more fucked up? If this 'boyfriend' is real, dating your friend's bully is fucked up.

She also very, very likely sends herself anonymous requests. Some requests are for engagement on her blog; others are hate-directed at her(self). She literally discovered the feature publicly on her blog, as seen in the image with the anonymous hate at the top. The proof is all there.

The vent account(s).

Ana has had multiple vent accounts in the past; her newest was leaked recently. What was on it was absolutely disturbing.

One of the very disgusting things that stood out on this account was the posts written as conversations between herself and what she frames as an internal 'voice,' using brackets to distinguish it. In these posts, "the voice" says things like 'i hope they die', 'i hope one of them dies', and other… odd things you'll see below.

Ana responds back to "the voice" as herself, pushing back mildly, but she's the one writing all of it. She typed every word, fantasizing about (ex) friends' deaths.

And in the tags? She writes things like "these r kinda just like the thoughts I don't agree with, but r still there" and "pls know that's not actually me." She tagged her own death wishes toward her friends with a disclaimer. As if that makes it fine. As if hitting post and putting it on the internet is somehow not a choice she made.

These are all directed towards both Karma and Lilac. Ana's always been jealous of Karma, hated them. When they were all a trio, Ana would constantly leave Karma out on purpose; she tried to kick Karma out of the friend group, but ended up kicking herself out instead.

She crashed out on Lilac once, called her a slutty b*tch, over Lilac saying "plsplspls" to Karma. This is exactly what this post is about, and this is on one of Ana's yapping side blogs' accounts.

She treats her own spiraling as a performance and then demands that other people warn her before they vent.

Both Lilac and Karma found her recent vent account and reblogged it. This also isn't the first time Ana's vent account got leaked; you'll see in the image below.

After being caught, Ana deactivated her recent vent account (belovedofbarbatos), and ranted on her main before deleting and then making an announcement post saying she'd be offline for a very long time. Her ass is too chronically online for that, and she's still active on her @windspokenwhispers sideblog.

She only cares that she got caught.

Ana and minors.

This is the part that made me decide I needed to post this.

Someone sent Ana an anonymous ask saying: "Am I allowed to join in on the flirting if I'm 16?" Her response: "YUHP!! Just clarify that at first and make sure it's nothing tooooo suggestive, ur still underage! however in some countries that's legal, and I don't mind harmless stuff."

When someone called her out for flirting with a minor while being almost 21, she defended herself by saying she's only ever said things like "IMMA KISS YOU" and "I WANNA CUDDLE" and that those are platonic. The tag's on the post don't help the accusations.

On her recently deactivated vent account, she interacted with an anonymous person who said they were 15. Ana's response? She doesn't mind.

She doesn't fucking mind that a 15-year-old is looking at a vent blog that talks about serious topics, including self-harm.

When she started getting called out for this, she posted: "no becuz why am i getting pedo allegations" with tags about how she's just showing "platonic affection."

Ana is nearing 21, and she posts content not safe for minors while actively seeking new mutuals with anyone of any age (unless they're under 11, because that's her minimum apparently).

Why am I posting this?? It's a community concern.

Because Ana is an extrovert. She's outgoing and chatty, and she comes across as friendly and fun at first. She reaches out to people in the Genshin writing community, and if you're new to the community or shy, that attention feels good. That's exactly why it's dangerous.

The people who chose to interact with her deserve to know that the person behind the friendly posts has a vent account where she wishes death on her once closest friends. That she sent her own ex-best friend anonymous hate and then pretended to protect her from it. That she tells minors she doesn't care about their age.

I also want to make something very clear: Lilac and Karma are the victims in this situation. Both of them are people Ana called her best friends, while privately writing about wanting them dead. Lilac was harassed by Ana's alt account. Both of them were targeted on the vent account. They've already dealt with enough, leave them alone.

All of the evidence in the following is from AFTER I blocked ana, and all of it was publicly posted on tumblr. I don't wanna include conversations that happened in dms since they took place in a private context and weren’t intended to be public.

Let this be a cautionary tale.

On April 17th I posted this, talking about how I'm blocking one of my former mutuals (Ana):

You don't need to read the entire post but to summarize I said I'll block her for my mental health and that I have no negative wishes for her and that I will delete any hate about her. Basically going the pacifist route.

I thought me blocking her would be the end of it. I was wrong.

On April 25th I replied to my inboxes:

There's two noteworthy asks, one from a now deactivated alt Account from Ana (she loves making those) trying to interact with me under another name after I blocked her, which should have been a clear boundary.

Another one from an anon, basically wishing us the best and being kind overall. My reply was something along the lines of "I'm doing well and I hope Ana is doing well too and isn't too hurt".

She made an angry sounding post on her now deleted alt. Over me wishing her the best despite our differences. The bigger offense is her trying to interact with me after I set a clear boundary by blocking her. Both is just weird overall, so I reblogged her post basically telling her to stop talking to me and to stop insulting me. (you can see that reblog in maddies first post already so I won't add it here)

I continued to mind my business while Ana continued being obsessive. This has been going on for over a month so I will just put some noteworthy examples:

She wrote a poem? fanfiction? something? about me:

I think it's obvious enough from the account name that this was her. I think it's also obvious enough that this is about me. Besides this just being creepy as fuck, she also put a censored version of my real name there, something I told her to keep private. This genuinely made me feel scared/ threatened.

Some more examples of her being obsessive and bad-faithed towards me or just generally harmful on her alt account:

The latest post before she deleted the alt was two days old. She has been obsessing over me for over a month after I blocked her. I don't need anyone's pity, my own mental health is fine. The only reason I'm sharing this is to show the community that Ananeuvii has very concerning tendencies that can't be ignored.

I'm just begging all minors who see this to stay away from this person and unstable adults in general.

Here's a list of all of Ana's alt accounts that I could find, in case anyone wants a block list:

confirmed: @ananeuvii @windspokenwhispers @ananiel-luvs @ananmethyst @hearts4tartaglia @randomahhananiel @lyney2026 @lyneyscumlicker @lyneysonlywife @irllyneytrust @lvrgirl-official @lyneyreblogs @dahlia2026 @starlightseasx @ana-energy @seafoamsponge @is-lyney-peak @teraskeretao @matarikiputaiao

suspected: @lyneyhatersdni (fake bf) @lyneyloverz @prettiestlesbianx (fake haters)

Kazuha sighs heavily. So, you wait, listen to the rustling of fabric that breaks up the steady rainfall as he sits up. When he’s done shifting, settling in a more upright posture that leans against his worn leather pouch, the faint indigo light from the cave’s entrance and the low glow of his vision catch his features.

You can see the tension he carries in everything the light hits — lips pressed thin, brows slightly furrowed, and what must be an uncomfortable tightness to his neck and shoulders, if the way he absently massages the area means anything.

“Just… can’t sleep,” he admits slowly. “Not too cold. I’ve been caught in worse.”

You hum. “Is it the storm?” You pull out a linen blanket anyways, and drape it over his legs, giving him a soft smile as you look up through your lashes before you pull back, turning your focus outside. “It should end soon.”

Kazuha shifts, and you see him move closer to you in your periphery, tugging your blanket close over his thin white shirt and resting his chin on his knees where they’re drawn close to his chest. He’s quiet for a bit, just watching the rain drip and slide down sakura boughs and dot the rocks just outside. Then, when you think he has decided to just sit quietly with your presence as a shield until it ends — “it’s loud.”

“Is it?”

“Yeah,” he watches the rain fall off the leaves with you. “When you can hear the wind how I do. I can’t block it out.”

It must be overwhelming, you think to yourself. Kazuha is a patient and gentle man, but everyone has their limits. As beautiful as it was to you, the wind must sound more like overlapping yells rather than whispers of branches and leaves rustling, and it must drown out what he wants to hear — the way it does in the fiercest of storms on the Alcor, when the wind whips away Captain Beidou’s barked orders and the urgent voices of the crew. “Does anything help it feel less?”

“Not really,” Kazuha shrugs. “But it will end soon enough, you’re right. I don’t mind the rain normally, it just makes sleeping difficult.”

“I can only imagine.” And it’s true. You do not share the favor of Barbatos, nor do you have finely tuned senses like Kazuha does. But you do share this space with him, so you offer him a slightly squished package of dango you’d bought when the two of you were in Inazuma City earlier that day. “We can talk until it quiets. Or just sit here.”

He smiles softly, taking the offered dango gently. “I’m not exactly hungry but… thank you.”

You know it is gratitude for more than just the dango. You do not comment on it. But you do turn to him, look at the tiredness in his eyes and the slump of his shoulders. Eventually, you have an idea and gently tell him “you should lay back down.”

“Hm?”

“I know you said it’s loud,” you smooth his haori back from its crumpled state so he can curl back up on it. “But I think I could help. Just trust me.”

Kazuha studies you but eventually obeys, and you know it is because he loves you that he does not question you. Gently, you pull out a maple comb and begin to card through his hair and massage his scalp. 

“When I was little,” you tell him softly, a gentle whisper where you can hear the smile in your own voice, “I used to think that storms meant the sky was mad at me.” You let the comb press over his temples gently, massaging a tiny bit to get rid of tension before dipping back towards the nape of my neck. “I would feel so guilty for upsetting the sky that I would sneak out into the rain and apologize. I even offered it gifts, placing tiny bouquets of flowers I made using the wildflowers from our yard and around the village on this old petrified stump.

“And I’d stay out there — so it knew my apology was genuine, but also because I liked the rain. I thought it was so beautiful, and would get captivated by how the droplets made everything look like it was gilded in silver. I’d only go inside when my mom dragged me in and scolded me. And she had every right to, I’d be shivering under a tree, ignoring how cold I was because I was busy talking to the sky about my day, with just the smallest of leaves as my cover,” you put the comb down and slowly trace over the contours of his face with the lightest pressure, watching his features relax and slacken as your thumbs gently smooth over his brows, and you’re pleased as his breathing slows and steadies more. “I remember her forcing me into a warm bath — and I was young enough she still helped with that, so she’d scrub my skin clean and pluck leaves from my hair, nagging me for what felt like hours for getting mud all over my new clothes.

“It was nice… and stupid, maybe, to think it was the sky’s anger and not just weather, but I was a kid. And I still think rain is beautiful. Though I at least keep some actual cover over my head now.”

Kazuha doesn’t respond. You smile, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“I’ll apologize to the sky for you, for the first time in over a decade,” you laugh softly. “And I’ll ask it to be nicer to you. In exchange, I’ll keep it company again.”

You very carefully move from next to his peacefully sleeping frame to sit at the cave entrance once more, dangling your legs over the side as you look up at the sky. “I’m sorry I don’t have any flowers for you today,” you say towards the moon. “But I’ll tell you stories for as long as you let him sleep peacefully.”

a chilly night on the crux ship is nothing new, it's always cold every time the sun goes down. but you still enjoy staying out on the deck, watching the waves flow by until you grow tired and retire to sleep. you're usually alone, apart from beidou sometimes endlessly chatting by your side and—of course—the one who steers the ship.

on this particular night though, it feels especially cold. your arms are bare of warmth because of the blanket that you have forgotten to bring up with you onto the deck. still, you stay and huff out a deep breath of air, admiring the deep purple sky and the loud waves beneath the ship and around you. it's like your safe space and favorite time of the day, apart from when kazuha greets you in the morning and when—

"what are you still doing up?" and oh— speak of the devil. you feel yourself jump at the sound of kazuha's voice, then curse yourself in your mind for recognizing it so easily. you watch in your peripheral vision as he steps to your side, keeping his hands behind him and his eyes onto the sky.

you let out an anxious chuckle, crossing your arms and keeping your cold palms stuck to your inner elbows. "oh hey, haha... yeah, i'm still up. i couldn't sleep."

even though you turned your head around to somewhat ease your nervousness, you can somewhat feel his gaze eyeing you up and down.

and then, his oh-so-serene voice asks, "are you cold?"

before you can respond with a very obvious lie of no, you're totally not cold, you can feel a warm cloth being draped over your shoulders and wrapping around your arms. your back naturally stiffens at the sudden feeling; you open your mouth in surprise and then close it, face warming up at the realization that kazuha has just given you his jacket.

the feeling of his bandaged hands staying atop of your shoulders to tuck the jacket in a bit make you bow your head, glad that kazuha is behind you and not able to see your flustered expression.

"you looked a bit cold," he quietly speaks, and you can almost hear him smiling from behind you. he steps back to your side and looks back up to the sky, as if nothing ever happened.

but you know he can hear your squeak of a mumbled thank you by the way his smile stays on his face.

— he's unexpected... but in a good way.

"there's a shortage of food," beidou sighs out, index finger and thumb on her forehead as if to uncrease any stress wrinkles. "it's nothing we haven't experienced before, but we'll run out by the time we go back to liyue in three days. we certainly cannot dig into the delivery crates in the basement, so any suggestions on what we can do?"

the crew surrounding the table—with beidou standing at the end of it—looks around anxiously, all of them in thought including you. what would be the reasonable answer to this situation?

"i'm sure no one will notice one missing crate," sea drake jokes to lighten up the tension. "but maybe we can check a bit more into the storage room? surely there's something around here."

"we could, but i doubt there is anything," huixing, the navigator, speaks solemnly. she taps her foot with a hand on her chin, continuously thinking. "how much food is left, captain?"

beidou closes her eyes, thinking, then opens them again. "somewhat enough, but a number of us will probably be starving halfway through tomorrow until the last day. even something as small as that could result in a casualty."

"i'm fine skipping a few meals here and there," you offer, holding a hand up. "i know it's not much, but if it fixes part of the problem i'll happily do it."

"i'm not starving you [name]," beidou quickly replies, sending you a quick concerned look. "there can certainly be another answer to this."

and a bit hilariously (although not really), a silence falls over the table and its members.

then, low and behold, sea drake speaks up again. his left hand is raised, turned towards beidou. "we could share meals! it's surely no big difference from our regular full ones."

"that... could work, but i don't like the idea of anyone being uncomfortable on my ship, even if there are just hungry." beidou sighs, and your heart warms at seeing such a caring side of her.

yinxing quickly speaks up, "it's fine captain! we all can handle it. what's a little food shortage compared to the other things we've done, right?"

"we got your back beidou," muzhen says as well, and the members all nod their heads in agreement.

the female sighs, lowering her hand from her face and wiping the worried look away from her face. "alright then, thank you guys." beidou looks from one side of the table to the other. "who's sharing with who?"

and then, almost immediately from across the table from you: "i'll share with [name]."

"oh— huh?" you jump at kazuha's voice and quickly look at him with an unexpected, confused look. kazuha, offering to share his food with you? was he joking around or something?

and of course, here comes his sweet smile that makes your heart melt. "if you're alright with it, that is."

"of course! i mean, um—" you fumble with your words, and even more so when the other crew members start snickering at you being a flustered mess. "i'm fine with it..."

even beidou laughs out loud, making you want to hide your face in your palms. she grins at you and kazuha with a suspicious look in her eyes, almost as if she's thinking something up. luckily for you, though, she moves on with the main topic. "alright then, who else is sharing with who?"

yet, nobody mentions that although huixing ends up finding spare food in one of the storage rooms, kazuha still shares his food with you at the end of the day.

— he's.. well, adorable.

"are you sure you're alright?"

"yeah, i-i'm fine!" you manage to sputter out in reply, voice half muffled by the blanket covering half of your face.

you can practically sense kazuha's concerned eyes staring holes the back of your head, but you still keep your mouth shut in the fear of him noticing your flusteredness.

to explain, last night beidou had gotten the traveler and his floating friend onto the crux fleet for a free trip to inazuma, and kazuha—being the generous person he was— offered up his room and bed to the traveler for the journey. you don't know what in the celestia had gotten into the captain's head to cause some mischief, but she had suggested the idea of you two sharing your room together for the nights.

and now here you two are, kazuha comfortable underneath the blanket while you are scooted to the farthest side of the bed as you can.

it feels incredibly warm with another body emanating heat from right beside you, and the fact that it's kazuha does not help your train of thoughts at all. your intentions to sleep the nerves away doesn't work at all (because of the nerves itself ) and you have to deal with hiding your face in the blanket while kazuha sleeps peacefully away. but eventually you do fall asleep at some point, because when you come to, you're opening your eyes and adjusting to the brightness of the room. you rub your eyes and let out a long yawn, stretching your arms up to relax your limbs.

or— at least trying to stretch your arms up?

but apparently you can't, because kazuha's arms are around your figure.

you immediately stiffen up, trying not to freak out as you realize that your head is tucked perfectly right underneath his chin, one of his bandaged hands holding the back of your head while the other lightly holds onto your back. you can breathe in his scent more than ever now, and you feel like you're in a frenzy of emotions at the thought of you going into his hold while in your sleep.

"nice bed head." his voice makes you ultimately move back out of his arms, looking up in surprise of his awakening. he returns your look of shock with a sleepy gaze and a yawn, his hand from the back of your head gone but the other still holding you close to chest.

"u-um," you mumble out, not completely sure of what to say. "i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to... er, hug you in my sleep—"

kazuha's little snore interrupts your words and you stop, watching as the male in front of you drifts back into sleep faster than he woke up. you sigh and smile, observing the shadow of his eyelashes over his eyes and his soft heaving breaths of sleep. his warmth feels incredibly comfortable to be in, so you're not complaining of any sort.