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I am Piine, you can also call us Finch! Adult.
Please do not refer to as human, not a human.
▪︎ European Pine Marten [Martes martes] - Primary
▪︎ Whistling Kite [Haliastur sphenurus]
▪︎ Harlequin Macaw [Hybrid; Ara chloropterus x Ara ararauna]
Icon art by me
Header photo of me taken by @ari-thylascene
This is a side blog to celebrate my truth, main blog is @piinemarten, so likes and follows will appear under that name.
We switch between multiple and singular pronouns (We/our // I/My). Not a system (No hate to systems <3 Just not sure it applies to us?)
Notifcations are disabled, so we will not recieve notes, even in app. Sorry if this is an inconvenience, I am trialing checking my notifs more often atm. We rarely check messages so if you really do want to get in touch just leave a message and we might get back to you eventually.
I use tagging to the best of my ability, a few notable ones are:
hunting behaviour: An animal is pictured hunting/stalking/chasing a prey animal.
animal death: An animal is killed or being attacked by a predator animal.
*animal name*: what animal/s are in the image(s)/post.
Art/Photo/Moodboard: I will try to tag content based on what it is.
mardermumbles: Posts by me that are not my art.
marderarts: Personal art
chatters: tallking to other folks via posts.
I would prefer fetish/NSFW focused blogs DNI, I try to keep it mostly sfw here. There may be non-sexual nudity.
A depiction of what it feels to be in-between shapes, and where I like to imagine myself in this awkward form.
Most days I feel like a weird amalgamation of body parts that don't fit into the body I have. An ever changing mass of limbs, shifting and distorting, trying to shape itself into something it physically cannot. I overcompensate for my movements, lowering my posture as if ready to drop on all fours, I duck my head an extra depth to fit my ears below an obstacle, adjust the way I sit to make space for my tail or walk on my toes to acclimate to the feeling of paws.
Some days my phantom sensations are so strong that I feel it in my entire body. It is so physically distressing to viewing a body does not match the sensation or move in the way that it should. It can be emotionally difficult to move my body and sometimes | feel stuck, unable to move at all. It is an uncomfortable disconnection between mind and body.
Lately l've found drawing the physical sensations of my phantom shifts to be quite therapeutic and healing - especially in those moments I feel stuck. I feel as though this is a big jump in my digital art capability too, I'm very proud of this one! 🐾
It’s incredibly difficult getting photos in full gear cuz my paws won’t work with my screen but I try
Featuring the hoodie I customized, tail I made, paws I customized, and mask I made (literally everything I own of my main kintype is custom made, either by me or someone else I payed, mostly me though)