#plantkin

Learn pumpkin lingo as fall comes closer from your local gourd

Patch = chat

Patchmate = sibling

Gourdfriend = partner

Rind = Skin

Patchfriend = best friend

my name is autumn

i am female and use she/they/its pronouns

i’m a therian and my theriotypes are a fox, a crow and a sparrow

i’m a plantkin and i kin pumpkins

im an objectkin and i kin scarecrows

i’m a conceptkin and i kin the concept of autumn, dusk and fog

ill start this off with that you can make all of these either immediately or buy the items for cheap, plus theyre made by YOU and handmade stuff is so peak 🥹🥹 OK LETS BEGIN

hot glue bugs. make spiders, moths, whatever you like. ALSO youll prolly need a reference pic and baking paper (and then you can make them into necklaces, bracelets, earrings, whatever floats your boat)

FUN SHOES!!! CUSTOMIZE YOUR SHOES!!! beads, paint, go crazy man (be careful with lace colors, especially with combat boots)

i had this idea where with a headband u could make like cardboard and hot glue venus flytrap space buns. this would also work with cacti (wya cacti plantkins i love yall \p)

venus flytraps out of bottle caps. like the ones from glass bottles with spikes OR pitcher plants from plastic bottles as decor (im sure you can do other species with that base though)

buy cheap ass fake flowers of your kintype (if it's got flowers), cut them, and make it into pins or keychains. now you can carry your kintype everywhere isnt that awesome

make paper versions of your kintype!!!!!! make a whole ass bouquet while youre at it!!!! put it in your room!!!!!

paint your kintype on an old shirt OR bleach it (be safe though!!)

make bracelets based off of your kintype's colors

⌗┊plantgender --- a xenogender in which someone feels a connection with plants or soil. (source: plantgender) ⤷ microlabel . . . carnivorplantean ;; a connection to carnivorous plants

⌗┊phytanthrope (aka plantkin) --- a term which refers to someone who identifies as a plant in a human body on an integral and personal level. (source: phytanthrope)

⤷ microlabel . . . this is just a personal thing but my plantkin relates very much to some sort of alien carnivorous plant (blame my strangerville special interest for making me discover this) OR venus flytraps :333

⌗┊cassgender --- a gender identity describing an individual who may experience a gender identity but feels that it is unimportant. (source: cassgender)

Green, especially dark green, and plant themes

Use leaf motifs. Some of these could potentially be diyd to more accurately resemble monstera leaves

It looks like the monstera plant hails from mexico, so you could incorporate mexican motifs (while being respectful if you're not mexican)

Dark green hair dye

You can get leaves and vines tattooed

Bonus:

Get your own monstera to keep in your house and take care of

Meditate in indirect sunlight

Mist yourself with water from a spray bottle to imitate being watered

I hope you enjoy, and please come again!

Being alterhuman is strange, for me atleast, I connect with foxes on many levels, but never in a I was supposed to be a fox in this life way, I connect in a way that I can describe as I was meant to have their tail and ears, that a fox once held the life that fuels my soul, that a fox stands by my side and guides my current life. I connect with foxes in their gentleness, I connect with foxes in their families, I connect with foxes the same as I connect with the forest

The forest connection I hold is that of the dew on the leaves, the softness of moss, the sunlight gleaming through the leaves, the way the trees reach to clouds

And then for deers, I connect in those softer ways but it’s mostly a connection fueled by the coping link I subconsciously established, the anger at the world, the yearn for antlers is due to the connection to bucks and due to my need to protect my loved ones. I connect to deers in the way bucks fight, I connect to deers like a prey animal who will fight because I refuse to go down without one.

My connection with bodies of water is similar, I connect in the waves crashing against the rocky beaches, the undertow attempting to bring it’s lost children back, the emptiness in certain places alongside the bountiful reefs, I connect to the sea’s rage at those who take and poison it. But I also connect to its calm.

And then there’s my connection to plants, I connect to kelp and sea grass in the way they dance in the water,

However for the forest, water bodies and plants I can’t tell if that’s a ‘way to express my gender’ feeling or a ‘my soul remembers these, the lives I once lead were parts of these’ I do

Then my urge to be folklore comes into play and it gets worse, my urge to be wild, to be the whispers of the children, to be known through a rhyme, but not as a already known cryptic being, as a something else, maybe a dryad, maybe a naiad, I don’t know all I know is my soul yearns for that life, to be the one townsfolk speak of, not in fear I don’t think but out of legend, from sightings caped in unknown.