An Open Letter To Our Stalkers Ana and Lizzy
(aka Anaflowerheart and Skyessence aka Skylizzy aka Whatever It Is Now)
[June 30, 2026]
We left DeviantArt on January 2, 2026. We did it together and we did it publicly. That was the end of our time there. We have not gone back under any names, old or new. We do not use Tumblr or Instagram or any of those other social media places. Our creative work lives quietly here on this site now, and that is where it stays.
Life has moved on for us in every way that matters. Andy works five days a week as a nurse. On his days off he handles chores around the house, goes to appointments, and tries to catch up on rest. Fin deals with chronic health conditions that require regular medical visits, and also has chores and errands to do, and his Jewish studies. We have our relationship to maintain, and we have our friends and family and our furbabies. When we have time and energy, we make art and occasionally write things. Between the two of us there is plenty to fill our days without any need to look backward.
In other words, we have been leaving you alone. We do not spend time wondering what you are doing or saying. We do not check up on you. The chapter that involved DeviantArt and all its drama is closed for us. We turned the page and kept walking. That should have been the end of it.
Yet here we are in June of 2026, more than five months later, writing this letter because the evidence shows you have not done the same. You keep coming back to our site with surprising regularity. The visit logs do not lie since we know where each of you are from (publicly available information) and you both have made a career of shit-talking us and we know via a friend who is still on the platform that you have mentioned monitoring our site before.
Life has moved on for us in every way that matters. Andy works five days a week as a nurse. On his days off he handles chores around the house, goes to appointments, and tries to catch up on rest. Fin deals with chronic health conditions that require regular medical visits, and also has chores and errands to do, and his Jewish studies. We have our relationship to maintain, and we have our friends and family and our furbabies. When we have time and energy, we make art and occasionally write things. Between the two of us there is plenty to fill our days without any need to look backward.
In other words, we have been leaving you alone. We do not spend time wondering what you are doing or saying. We do not check up on you. The chapter that involved DeviantArt and all its drama is closed for us. We turned the page and kept walking. That should have been the end of it.
Yet here we are in June of 2026, more than five months later, writing this letter because the evidence shows you have not done the same. You keep coming back to our site with surprising regularity. The visit logs do not lie since we know where each of you are from (publicly available information) and you both have made a career of shit-talking us and we know via a friend who is still on the platform that you have mentioned monitoring our site before.
A few examples of Lizzy's stalking
proof that it's not a bot
Some examples of Ana's stalking (at all hours of the day)
proof that it's not a bot
You check in often enough that it has become a pattern, one that feels obsessive. We see it and we have to ask the obvious question: why? We walked away. We are not bothering you. So what is the reason for this continued attention?
We kept a few pages here with screenshots of the harassment and the lies because actions have consequences. That is a simple fact. You all are skilled at showing the world a certain face, the soft, wounded, "poor me" version that gets sympathy and makes people quick to believe your side of things. We understand how that works. Public platforms reward that kind of performance. But the record exists for anyone who wants to see it.
The screenshots stay up as documentation, not as an invitation for more contact. We are not dragging your names across social media sites. We are not making new posts about you here. We are simply not erasing the proof of what happened, since you guys have talked shit about us and we are allowed to show that you are lying.
This ongoing checking, though, crosses a line. It is creepy as fuck. There is no kinder way to say it. Five months after we left a site we no longer use, you are still showing up here to see what we are doing. That is not normal curiosity. That is not casual interest. It is the kind of behavior that reveals exactly who has trouble letting go. You keep proving our original point without us having to lift a finger. Every visit, every refresh, every quiet check-in shows that the real pattern of harassment and bullying has not stopped on your end. You get to play victim in public while still feeding the need to monitor us for... reasons?
We have better things to do with our time than dwell on any of this. Our days belong to the work we actually care about, the quiet creative projects we share in this space, and the ordinary life we are building together. None of that includes you. We genuinely do not care what you post or who you talk to. That freedom feels good. We hope you find something like it for yourselves.
Instead of continuing this strange habit of watching us, it would be healthier for everyone if you simply forgot we exist. Go back to your usual routines. Post your AI slop if that is what you enjoy. Keep "dear friending" the same circle of people and playing whatever social games make you feel secure. Live your lives without us in them. We are not coming back to DeviantArt. We are not re-engaging with that community. The door is shut and we have no interest in opening it again.
Looking back, the whole situation on DeviantArt showed us how much time and emotional energy can get wasted in places like that. There were good moments early on, sure, times when sharing art felt simple and rewarding. But over time it became clear that certain people thrive on manufactured drama. We participated less and less because it stopped feeling worth it. By the time we made the decision to leave, it was a relief. The public announcement was our way of drawing a clear line so there would be no confusion. We meant it then and we mean it now.
The hardest part of dealing with all this has been realizing how much persistence some people bring to negativity. You could be using that energy for your own projects or relationships or anything productive. But instead it gets funneled into checking on people who have already moved on. We wonder sometimes what satisfaction you get from it. Does it feel like winning somehow? Does it reassure you that you still have some kind of power or relevance? If so, that is a sad way to spend your days. Real life offers far better uses of attention.
(Lizzy, you're fucking married, stop with obsessing over Andy like a fucking psychobitch and whinging and hoping we break up, for fuck's sake. Also, ANDY IS GAY AND YOU ARE A WOMAN.)
After Lizzy's visits today (June 30th 2026), we finally talked about this between ourselves to decide what, if anything, to do about it. Andy has seen enough of human behavior through his nursing work to recognize when someone is stuck in an unhealthy loop. Fin has learned through chronic illness how precious limited energy is and how important it is to protect it from unnecessary drains. Together we keep coming back to the same conclusion: the kindest thing we can do for everyone involved is to state this clearly and then return to our own lives. So here it is.
Please leave us alone. Stop visiting our site. Stop monitoring what we create or share. Stop feeding whatever narrative keeps you tied to us. It is not healthy for you and it is certainly not welcome on our end. We have nothing left to say to you after this. There are no more explanations, no more responses, no more engagement of any kind. This letter is the last word.
We are going to keep living our lives. We will share our art here quietly because that is what feels right for us. The world is big enough for all of us to exist in our separate spaces without this weird, lingering fixation.
Take care of yourselves. Find better ways to spend your time. Build whatever version of life actually brings you satisfaction instead of chasing old grudges. We wish you the ability to move forward the same way we have. That is the best outcome for everyone.
Just remember the more you keep stalking us, the worse it looks for you. We document everything.
Thanks. Bye.
-Andy and Fin
We kept a few pages here with screenshots of the harassment and the lies because actions have consequences. That is a simple fact. You all are skilled at showing the world a certain face, the soft, wounded, "poor me" version that gets sympathy and makes people quick to believe your side of things. We understand how that works. Public platforms reward that kind of performance. But the record exists for anyone who wants to see it.
The screenshots stay up as documentation, not as an invitation for more contact. We are not dragging your names across social media sites. We are not making new posts about you here. We are simply not erasing the proof of what happened, since you guys have talked shit about us and we are allowed to show that you are lying.
This ongoing checking, though, crosses a line. It is creepy as fuck. There is no kinder way to say it. Five months after we left a site we no longer use, you are still showing up here to see what we are doing. That is not normal curiosity. That is not casual interest. It is the kind of behavior that reveals exactly who has trouble letting go. You keep proving our original point without us having to lift a finger. Every visit, every refresh, every quiet check-in shows that the real pattern of harassment and bullying has not stopped on your end. You get to play victim in public while still feeding the need to monitor us for... reasons?
We have better things to do with our time than dwell on any of this. Our days belong to the work we actually care about, the quiet creative projects we share in this space, and the ordinary life we are building together. None of that includes you. We genuinely do not care what you post or who you talk to. That freedom feels good. We hope you find something like it for yourselves.
Instead of continuing this strange habit of watching us, it would be healthier for everyone if you simply forgot we exist. Go back to your usual routines. Post your AI slop if that is what you enjoy. Keep "dear friending" the same circle of people and playing whatever social games make you feel secure. Live your lives without us in them. We are not coming back to DeviantArt. We are not re-engaging with that community. The door is shut and we have no interest in opening it again.
Looking back, the whole situation on DeviantArt showed us how much time and emotional energy can get wasted in places like that. There were good moments early on, sure, times when sharing art felt simple and rewarding. But over time it became clear that certain people thrive on manufactured drama. We participated less and less because it stopped feeling worth it. By the time we made the decision to leave, it was a relief. The public announcement was our way of drawing a clear line so there would be no confusion. We meant it then and we mean it now.
The hardest part of dealing with all this has been realizing how much persistence some people bring to negativity. You could be using that energy for your own projects or relationships or anything productive. But instead it gets funneled into checking on people who have already moved on. We wonder sometimes what satisfaction you get from it. Does it feel like winning somehow? Does it reassure you that you still have some kind of power or relevance? If so, that is a sad way to spend your days. Real life offers far better uses of attention.
(Lizzy, you're fucking married, stop with obsessing over Andy like a fucking psychobitch and whinging and hoping we break up, for fuck's sake. Also, ANDY IS GAY AND YOU ARE A WOMAN.)
After Lizzy's visits today (June 30th 2026), we finally talked about this between ourselves to decide what, if anything, to do about it. Andy has seen enough of human behavior through his nursing work to recognize when someone is stuck in an unhealthy loop. Fin has learned through chronic illness how precious limited energy is and how important it is to protect it from unnecessary drains. Together we keep coming back to the same conclusion: the kindest thing we can do for everyone involved is to state this clearly and then return to our own lives. So here it is.
Please leave us alone. Stop visiting our site. Stop monitoring what we create or share. Stop feeding whatever narrative keeps you tied to us. It is not healthy for you and it is certainly not welcome on our end. We have nothing left to say to you after this. There are no more explanations, no more responses, no more engagement of any kind. This letter is the last word.
We are going to keep living our lives. We will share our art here quietly because that is what feels right for us. The world is big enough for all of us to exist in our separate spaces without this weird, lingering fixation.
Take care of yourselves. Find better ways to spend your time. Build whatever version of life actually brings you satisfaction instead of chasing old grudges. We wish you the ability to move forward the same way we have. That is the best outcome for everyone.
Just remember the more you keep stalking us, the worse it looks for you. We document everything.
Thanks. Bye.
-Andy and Fin
