FairyTime Studio🏳️⚧️ - she/her/hers
@ianthefairytime.bsky.social
Artist, trans-gal, and game developer working on a visual novel called Glassheart. For more information, visit my linktree:
https://linktr.ee/fairytimestudio
And my website
https://fairytime.site
https://linktr.ee/fairytimestudio
And my website
https://fairytime.site
Daphne
A hand upon her rib; he strums her like a lyre
and she in turn sings sweetly;
as a nightingale bathing in the soft fire
of the morning; and he held her softly
as a leaf nurses a dewdrop on its tip.
Her tepid lip upon his, swallowed in his hunger.
A hand upon her rib; he strums her like a lyre
and she in turn sings sweetly;
as a nightingale bathing in the soft fire
of the morning; and he held her softly
as a leaf nurses a dewdrop on its tip.
Her tepid lip upon his, swallowed in his hunger.
July 19, 2025 at 8:23 PM
Daphne
A hand upon her rib; he strums her like a lyre
and she in turn sings sweetly;
as a nightingale bathing in the soft fire
of the morning; and he held her softly
as a leaf nurses a dewdrop on its tip.
Her tepid lip upon his, swallowed in his hunger.
A hand upon her rib; he strums her like a lyre
and she in turn sings sweetly;
as a nightingale bathing in the soft fire
of the morning; and he held her softly
as a leaf nurses a dewdrop on its tip.
Her tepid lip upon his, swallowed in his hunger.
Heya, if anyone's looking for art commisions of any kind my slots are open!!! I mostly do anime type styles but I can pretty much do anything. Anything except cars that is. DM me!! #commision #anime #art
March 22, 2025 at 10:42 PM
Heya, if anyone's looking for art commisions of any kind my slots are open!!! I mostly do anime type styles but I can pretty much do anything. Anything except cars that is. DM me!! #commision #anime #art
Visual novel I'm working on currently....it was for a game jam buuuut I didn't manage to submit anything. #visualnovel #anime #manga #idk
February 9, 2025 at 10:19 PM
Visual novel I'm working on currently....it was for a game jam buuuut I didn't manage to submit anything. #visualnovel #anime #manga #idk
Second character I've began working on. She's one of the love interests. There are 4 love interests (2 boys and 2 girls), and I'm planning for each route to be a drastically different story. Still gotta add more details but I love her rn
#visualnovel #videogame #lgbt #anime #gothic
#visualnovel #videogame #lgbt #anime #gothic
December 22, 2024 at 5:25 PM
Second character I've began working on. She's one of the love interests. There are 4 love interests (2 boys and 2 girls), and I'm planning for each route to be a drastically different story. Still gotta add more details but I love her rn
#visualnovel #videogame #lgbt #anime #gothic
#visualnovel #videogame #lgbt #anime #gothic
Working on a new gothic visual novel called Eden's Shell and I've been trying to figure out the aesthetic I'm going for. Here's the MC Zoela Quansah, in her dorm room. Still a work in progress but I think the vibes coming across.
#visualnovel #anime #videogame #edensshell
#visualnovel #anime #videogame #edensshell
December 21, 2024 at 2:39 PM
Working on a new gothic visual novel called Eden's Shell and I've been trying to figure out the aesthetic I'm going for. Here's the MC Zoela Quansah, in her dorm room. Still a work in progress but I think the vibes coming across.
#visualnovel #anime #videogame #edensshell
#visualnovel #anime #videogame #edensshell
#4 Envy
I resent the Earth
who sits here indiscriminate,
and mothers all things.
Who can see the locust;
It's wicked foot,
It's rusting wing,
And yet, still hold space for it.
But, look at how the lioness
pulls the guts out from her cub
and spits them in the soil
incapable of love.
#poetry
I resent the Earth
who sits here indiscriminate,
and mothers all things.
Who can see the locust;
It's wicked foot,
It's rusting wing,
And yet, still hold space for it.
But, look at how the lioness
pulls the guts out from her cub
and spits them in the soil
incapable of love.
#poetry
December 5, 2024 at 11:37 PM
#4 Envy
I resent the Earth
who sits here indiscriminate,
and mothers all things.
Who can see the locust;
It's wicked foot,
It's rusting wing,
And yet, still hold space for it.
But, look at how the lioness
pulls the guts out from her cub
and spits them in the soil
incapable of love.
#poetry
I resent the Earth
who sits here indiscriminate,
and mothers all things.
Who can see the locust;
It's wicked foot,
It's rusting wing,
And yet, still hold space for it.
But, look at how the lioness
pulls the guts out from her cub
and spits them in the soil
incapable of love.
#poetry
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#5 Flock
Peach upon a tree.
Heavy summer juices
leaking from a crack
in its pretty seam.
There upon the tree
came a flock of hunters
thirsty for a drink
of something sweet.
So, they put their mouths
to the sharp, splintered bark,
sucking sweet from thorns
as a child upon a tit.
#poetry
Peach upon a tree.
Heavy summer juices
leaking from a crack
in its pretty seam.
There upon the tree
came a flock of hunters
thirsty for a drink
of something sweet.
So, they put their mouths
to the sharp, splintered bark,
sucking sweet from thorns
as a child upon a tit.
#poetry
December 4, 2024 at 11:09 PM
#5 Flock
Peach upon a tree.
Heavy summer juices
leaking from a crack
in its pretty seam.
There upon the tree
came a flock of hunters
thirsty for a drink
of something sweet.
So, they put their mouths
to the sharp, splintered bark,
sucking sweet from thorns
as a child upon a tit.
#poetry
Peach upon a tree.
Heavy summer juices
leaking from a crack
in its pretty seam.
There upon the tree
came a flock of hunters
thirsty for a drink
of something sweet.
So, they put their mouths
to the sharp, splintered bark,
sucking sweet from thorns
as a child upon a tit.
#poetry
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I will never, ever get over this.
December 3, 2024 at 5:49 PM
I will never, ever get over this.
#4 The Bee
Hear the buzzing in the pollen
where the honey-bee has fallen.
Is it sweeter in a sunflower?
Does it wilt upon the hour?
Purr upon her petal sweetly,
take her dew and drink it neatly
then away into the sky
No other word. No goodbye.
#poetry
Hear the buzzing in the pollen
where the honey-bee has fallen.
Is it sweeter in a sunflower?
Does it wilt upon the hour?
Purr upon her petal sweetly,
take her dew and drink it neatly
then away into the sky
No other word. No goodbye.
#poetry
December 3, 2024 at 4:32 PM
#4 The Bee
Hear the buzzing in the pollen
where the honey-bee has fallen.
Is it sweeter in a sunflower?
Does it wilt upon the hour?
Purr upon her petal sweetly,
take her dew and drink it neatly
then away into the sky
No other word. No goodbye.
#poetry
Hear the buzzing in the pollen
where the honey-bee has fallen.
Is it sweeter in a sunflower?
Does it wilt upon the hour?
Purr upon her petal sweetly,
take her dew and drink it neatly
then away into the sky
No other word. No goodbye.
#poetry
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December 3, 2024 at 10:45 AM
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Homoflection - Day 338
Hibernation
Silent snow piled deep
Wrapped in arms both sound asleep
Till damn alarm beeps
Hibernation
Silent snow piled deep
Wrapped in arms both sound asleep
Till damn alarm beeps
December 3, 2024 at 1:04 PM
Homoflection - Day 338
Hibernation
Silent snow piled deep
Wrapped in arms both sound asleep
Till damn alarm beeps
Hibernation
Silent snow piled deep
Wrapped in arms both sound asleep
Till damn alarm beeps
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Twice yearly injection for PREP HIV could be a real game changer in the fight against HIV #medsky 🩺🧪
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Twice-Yearly Lenacapavir May Change the World— If We Make It Work
Editor-in-Chief Jason Gallagher PharmD, FCCP, FIDP, FIDSA, BCPS discusses this agent as a potential tool for preexposure prophylaxis (PrEP) against HIV infection. And if it is approved, the ability to...
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December 2, 2024 at 6:19 PM
Twice yearly injection for PREP HIV could be a real game changer in the fight against HIV #medsky 🩺🧪
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#3 - The Moon
The moon looks down,
she sees her sister,
ragged and tumerous,
her body bruised and plucked
of all it's hair.
And when she speaks,
dark plumes of ash fall from black lips.
The moon smiles.
She's only been sick a dozen times.
First in 69.
Last in 72.
#poetry
The moon looks down,
she sees her sister,
ragged and tumerous,
her body bruised and plucked
of all it's hair.
And when she speaks,
dark plumes of ash fall from black lips.
The moon smiles.
She's only been sick a dozen times.
First in 69.
Last in 72.
#poetry
December 1, 2024 at 10:08 PM
#3 - The Moon
The moon looks down,
she sees her sister,
ragged and tumerous,
her body bruised and plucked
of all it's hair.
And when she speaks,
dark plumes of ash fall from black lips.
The moon smiles.
She's only been sick a dozen times.
First in 69.
Last in 72.
#poetry
The moon looks down,
she sees her sister,
ragged and tumerous,
her body bruised and plucked
of all it's hair.
And when she speaks,
dark plumes of ash fall from black lips.
The moon smiles.
She's only been sick a dozen times.
First in 69.
Last in 72.
#poetry
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World AIDS Day.
I won’t say “happy” because it isn’t for me. I get overwhelmed thinking about it. Thinking about the many lives lost, the deliberate lack of action. This is a somber day. A day of sadness and reflection.
This is their day
I won’t say “happy” because it isn’t for me. I get overwhelmed thinking about it. Thinking about the many lives lost, the deliberate lack of action. This is a somber day. A day of sadness and reflection.
This is their day
December 1, 2024 at 8:47 AM
World AIDS Day.
I won’t say “happy” because it isn’t for me. I get overwhelmed thinking about it. Thinking about the many lives lost, the deliberate lack of action. This is a somber day. A day of sadness and reflection.
This is their day
I won’t say “happy” because it isn’t for me. I get overwhelmed thinking about it. Thinking about the many lives lost, the deliberate lack of action. This is a somber day. A day of sadness and reflection.
This is their day
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"At one point, questioned on how the presence of males who looked like males but were categorised as “women” might affect discrimination claims by fellow women in the workplace"
So, according to Stock, discrimination claims should be based on looks, how well someone "womans"? Such feminism, Much wow
So, according to Stock, discrimination claims should be based on looks, how well someone "womans"? Such feminism, Much wow
This is Kathleen Stock's version of what happened in court this week, as printed by the Sunday Times.
Screenshot of article in the paper in post above
Screenshot of article in the paper in post above
December 1, 2024 at 10:43 AM
"At one point, questioned on how the presence of males who looked like males but were categorised as “women” might affect discrimination claims by fellow women in the workplace"
So, according to Stock, discrimination claims should be based on looks, how well someone "womans"? Such feminism, Much wow
So, according to Stock, discrimination claims should be based on looks, how well someone "womans"? Such feminism, Much wow
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December 1, 2024 at 3:49 AM
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I can hardly wait!
November 30, 2024 at 7:09 PM
I can hardly wait!
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A personal favorite. The older I get, the more poignant it becomes...
November 30, 2024 at 1:44 PM
A personal favorite. The older I get, the more poignant it becomes...
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can I code fast? no. but can I code well? also no. but does my code work? alas, no
November 30, 2024 at 9:39 PM
can I code fast? no. but can I code well? also no. but does my code work? alas, no
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can’t stop thinking about this Mary Oliver poem 🥹
November 28, 2024 at 4:23 AM
can’t stop thinking about this Mary Oliver poem 🥹