Welcome to AnaLand, where we're all obsessed with Style (aka Stanky).
Hey, I'm Ana!
If you wanna be insane about the boys with me, feel free to pop into my DMs or asks any time! ✨ I am indeed a grown-ass adult, though, so if you're a minor I'd prefer to keep interactions primarily to the ask box. Don't talk to strangers, kids! And never climb into a white van being driven by a priest, even if he offers candy, camping, or a bunny (I'm looking at you, Butters)!
If you'd like to read some of my silly little fanfics, you can check out my ao3.
Here's what you can read there:
My Style request book (aka sickfic hell), which features a whole lot of sappy caretaking as well as a few chapters here and there that have no right to be so dramatic. 🤣
Hourglass, a multi-chapter story about sudden illness throwing a wrench in the lives of our favorite boys.
I'm currently writing like a fiend for Whumptober as well as concocting a mystery fic that's honestly a pretty major departure from what I tend to post, so stay tuned lol.
And hey, here are a couple fun/unfun facts about me:
I'm an ENFJ and Enneagram Type 3 (Kyle core).
I have a double whammy of two autoimmune diseases and have survived cancer twice. I should never play the lottery. God wants me dead but I am stronger.
I'm a secular Jew and my friends love to bully me for it.
Bunny is my second-favorite ship, hands down.
