Sunny pretending that she's only interested in the vegetables when you can see how much of the plastic labels she has eaten.
Literally growled at me for trying to take the label out of her mouth

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Sunny pretending that she's only interested in the vegetables when you can see how much of the plastic labels she has eaten.
Literally growled at me for trying to take the label out of her mouth
I love how in every medieval image of the fall of the rebel angels there's that one demon who's like "worth it!"
(This one is from Vatican Library Pal. lat. 871, a 15th-century German paupers' Bible. This was a type of manuscript made up of pictures of biblical scenes with brief explanatory texts--in this particular instance in both German and Latin. They weren't called that at the time; actual poor people could obviously not afford manuscript books, although printed ones came about as soon as print was available. Anyway I'm just here for the lil yellow demon pig)
Finally starting to do Hazbin fanart (´ε` ) It's been a minute since I drew much, so I've been having to relearn how to use my brushes lol.
Demon Pig live.
Here’s a story Ganondorf once told Linke, after he taught her Eheniv. <One night, beneath a red moon just like this one, a farmer kept watch over her livestock. As it so happened, it was time for one of her pigs to give birth. The sow delivered five scrawny piglets, all born dead-- and one fat, healthy little squealer with bright eyes. At dawn, the farmer went to the village and woke the shaman, claiming her sow had given birth to a demon. The shaman ate hastily, packed her medicine pouch and followed the farmer home. They found the piglet burrowed hungrily at the sow's teat.
"Surely it is a demon," said the farmer, "Look at its golden eyes." Now, the shaman was a wise old woman and very practical. She tutted and shook her head.
"Anyone can see she is an old sow. You are lucky one survived, and being old, she may only have enough milk for one piglet. This will be a prize pig someday." But there is a time for practicality, and there is a time for caution, and the farmer knew this instinctively. The red moon turned back to pearl, and the piglet grew over the course of time. He grew... and grew... and his appetite grew with him. So monsterously big did he grow, in fact, so greedily did he eat of all around him, that the farmer was more than happy not to have to pen him and feed him, and let him wander free-- stalking through the fields, sniffing and snuffling out roots and acorns and melon rinds rotting in the sun.
One day, his snout led him to a smoking field where a battle had been. Now, wild pigs are opportunists and this one was no exception. The pig ate up the flesh of the fallen warriors, but still he was hungry. So then he crushed the bones beneath his feet and ate the marrow. By now the red moon had risen high and the souls of the fallen were creaking and groaning with anger at their fate. In his desperate hunger, he swallowed them, too, and all was quiet. And as he wandered on, finally satisfied, the souls of the dead awoke in him... in a moment, his simple brain was filled with their memories, their pain and anguish. That, dear Linke, is what made him a demon. Not an unlucky birth, nor sin, but hunger... That is the story of devlan kastro.>
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Inktober day 4. Nogtails are demons that resemble stunted piglets with long legs, thick, stubby tails and narrow black eyes. When Nogtails creep into farms and feed on a nursing so, they cause a blight upon the farm until driven away by a pure white dog. Pictured here, a Nogtail from the black forest region.
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This one was for a Co-Worker of mine