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Hello sinners! Β This blog is for the Helleverse version of my oc, Black Star. Penned by Nemo, She/They, Mun is over 27. Β LOW ACTIVITY.
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'Really? She wants to go with me?!' Thought the vertically-challenged Sinner, her eyes aglow when Chloe said she wanted to join her. Now the wide smile on Black Star's fuzzy face couldn't be hidden. "G-Great!" She would beam happily, then scamper off into the hotel's kitchen. Once there, Black Star would make way to one of the cupboards, already familiar with the kitchen's layout since she did the ocassional meal prep.
Of course, the feline had to utilize a step stool in order to reach the cupboard door she would open. Then with one hand, Black Star would retrieve a large, clear Tupperware container with a blue lid. Opening the container, the women would see several chocolate cookies baked with extra chocolate chips. "I made these yesterday! You're welcome to try a couple if you'd like, Chloe." Black Star offered, placing three cookies on a napkin for herself. Hopefully the other female had no problem with sugary treats, because Black Star's cookies were very sweet.
She never spent much time in the kitchen herself. It tended to be one of the places in the hotel where a lot of people hung. Though it seemed they were lucky in that there was no other people there except for them.
Taking a seat at the table, Chloe patiently waited for Black Star retrieved her goodies. Once she saw the sweet treats, she hesitated. It wasn't that she didn't like sweets. She did. Very much. And that was part of the problem for her. Still, she didn't want to be rude...Maybe half of one would be okay.
"Thanks..." She plucked one of the cookies out of the container and grabbed a napkin for herself. Chloe broke the cookie in half and took a small bite. "Mm...! This is actually really good. You made this?"
Black Star would eagerly wait for Chloe to take, then consume one of her cookies. Her tail tip twitching when half of a chocolate chip cookie was taken, followed by the much anticipated bite.
The small woman would loudly gasp and stars would appear in her pupils. "I did, yes," she would mutter, but the smile on Black Star's face couldn't stretch any wider. "I-I have a lot of cooking experience, well, a-and baking too." She was quite flattered, as her cheeks would start to turn a shade of red. "I don't really have any money.. s-so Charlie lets me pay for my room b-by baking treats for everyone."
The feline was so thankful to Charlie, for the Princess of Hell allowing her to stay in the hotel without having to pay financially. Black Star, unfortunately, was running into walls when it came to getting a job in the Pride Ring. Plus, Black Star didn't want to 'mooch' off of someone, she wanted to at least pay for her stay!
Following a purr, Black Star would eat one of the cookies she grabbed, then place the tubberware container on the counter behind her. "So! Wh-What do you do for fun, Chloe? I-It's baking for me, ah.. a-as you can see."
reminder that i have a shop! where i sell holo fan - made cards and pins. i've made merch for the carmines, husk, lilith, lucifer, adam, pentious and alastor!
The day before the Angels arrived for their visit the hotel was buzzing to get the place spick and span. Now that the day of the visit was here, Charlie and Vaggie had their hands full with giving the high ranking Angels a tour of the Hotel. Among the tour group was Ronnie who stepped away every now and a gain to speak with the Sinner residents of the hotel. She asked each questions about their stay, or what they hoped to achieve.
During another quiet moment of the tour Ronnie approaches Black Star, "Good Morning, thank you for being a patron of the Hotel. May I ask you a question?" As the rest of the group follows Charlie to the next part of the tour, the unicorn asks, "What is it about the Hotel that makes you want to stay? Some Sinner's may prefer to return to what their lives were like before they became a resident."
"I would love to hear your point of view, if you would indulge me."
An Angel, wanted to speak to her?! The Sinner was surprised when Ronnie decided to approach her. Although the Hazbin Hotel had a designated cleaner, Black Star was helping tidy things up as well. Since no doubt there was much work needing to be done!
"Oh! Uh-Uh.. g-g-good morning, Miss" stammers the timid feline, her cheeks turning dark in surprise. Her hand nearly fumbles and drops the small hand vacuum she is using, but is able to correct herself to keep from dropping it.
"I, I uh.. uh.." because Black Star was caught off guard by Ronnie's question, her responses were delivered with stammers. "I-I uh.. uh.. well.. Ch-Charlie's really nice to me. B-Before the hotel, I.. I was homeless, s-so she let me stay as.. as long as I participate in the redemption programs, wh-which are really nice. I'm just.. j-just surprised people are nice to me here."
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Ears twitch when Millie mentions that snacking before meals were permitted there. That was so different from Black Star's upbringing. Due to the nature of her sin, Black Star, plenty of times, had been caught sneaking food from the garbage due to her eternal hunger.
Yet when it came to mealtimes, it was like the young woman would regress back to the scared child of her past. Even though Millie specified it was allowed, Black Star would raise a brow and meekly question, "a-are you.. you sure it's okay?" Out of the corner of her eye, Black Star would spot the tails intertwining and mentally cooed at the sight. What an edearing display of their love!
"Yeah, sweetie," Millie told her. "It's fine. I'm offerin' 'cause I'd like you to enjoy some." Millie wasn't about to ask why Black Star felt a need for reassurance. She simply saw the sinner needed it, and from where she stood, she didn't see an extra treat hurting anything.
Moxxie seemed to recognize the need to ask to be sure much easier than Millie, though he said nothing at first.
"My father was pretty strict about dinner etiquette, too. My mother would have to sneak me little treats when I was...wow, really young. What I can remember of her. Used to excuse myself from the table and everything." he laughed. It was clear as he set the table he had made a place for Black Star as well. "Hopefully I'm not like that if we ever have an impling."
Dark eyes would turn to Millie, the reassurance removing the heavy weight Black Star was feeling in her chest. It may not have seemed like much, but Black Star greatly appreciated it. "Okay.. th-thank you," the feline would give Millie a small nod, then grab a small bite to munch on.
Ears twitch when Moxxie interjects. He had hit the nail on the head with his statement. Her stepmother was greatly strict with her, and all the women in the commune. "M-My.. my stepmom was like that," the feline would wince after mentioning her parent. "But.. but my mom was really nice, though.. sh-she was scared of my stepmom too." She would sheepishly confess, then note the place set for her at the table, forming a tiny smile.
"I-If it means anything, I.. I think you guys w-would be great parents." Black Star would quietly choke on her words, feeling tears well in the corners of her eyes.
no matter how far I get, I'm still in the same pain like nothing has ever changed.
"Grass.. roots?" The feline would blink her eyes slowly. Everything that Uriel explained after 'draw cards' only confused Black Star. She looked lost while the Angel further explained how the game worked. "Say uh.. c-could you run this by me.. again?" A shyly delivered request, while Black Star would lower her ears.
Then, Black Star would laugh sheepishly and rub at one of her arms. "I-I'm sorry, it's uh.. i-it's a lot to learn."
"No-no- it's fine!!!"
"But hmmmm-hm-hum-hummy-hum-hum. OH. You roll the dice! You move that many spaces. You draw a card based on this and then react to the event that happens! You gain funds and those supported the most by the 'people' are the 'winners'. Then for fun! You discuss how'd you make the world a better place," Uriel would explain. Then would ask the obvious question, "Did that give you the pick-me-up you needed, Star?"
"Ohhhh" Black Star would nod slowly while Uriel explained the game to her with more thorough instructions. Now with this new explanation of how to play, Black Star was able to understand much easier! Her lips would curly slowly into a smile, and the feline's eyes had a new brightness in them. "C-Could we start?"
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"Mhmmmmm" the sly grin remains, only for Black Star to giggle like a school girl until Angel Dust lightly bumps his shoulder against hers. Thanks to the spider, Black Star was taking stride in opening up with others and being more bold in her behavior. Which could be good.. or bad depending on whom was asked.
Ears perk up at the mention of stories. Even though they would no doubt be raunchy, Black Star did enjoy a good tale now and again. She would squeak from the sudden squeeze to her shoulders. Prompting her to walk on her tiptoes and wrap her arm around Angel's shoulders. Attempting to squeeze them in return. "Yeah.. that wouldn't be fun."
Following some loud humming, Black Star scans the various buildings until she sees one of interest. "Oh! Let's go there, Angie!" A grey, fuzzy finger points to a cheesy looking bar. Surely nothing would go wrong.. right?
his eyebrow raised at the location she pointed to, tongue clicking lightly against the roof of his mouth. the place was not the kind that val would be pleased to see him in, from the tacky decor to the loud cheesy music he could already hear blasting through closed doors.
but val wasn't here right now, and if it was something black star wanted to do?
β fuck it, let's go. β he shrugged, gold tooth gleaming as he flashed the smaller sinner a smile, pulling her along and through the doors of what had to be the corniest place in all of pride.
Black Star would snicker at her friend's casual swearing. "Come on, a-at least I'm being more.. more fucking adventurous, right?" She would throw in her own swear and snicker. Letting the spider pull her along as they stepped inside the cheesy-looking bar. Indeed, it looked like Cupid and a bunch of his Cherub friends took a dump inside.
Surprisingly, all of the tables and booths were occupied, so Black Star's and Angel's only options were seats at the bar. Which was fine for the duo. When they got there, Black Star had to comically climb up the stool in order to reach the seat, plopping her bottom down and sighing in relief.
"You think that'd b-be easier for me by now" Black Star couldn't help but joke at her struggle and snicker. After Angel Dust sat down, the bar keeper would greet them and them a laminated menu with front and back pages. "Oooo, Angie! L-Look at this one!" The excited feline pointed to a picture of a Strawberry Daiquiri. Though the ingredients also had 'a shit ton of sugar' listed. "Do you know what-what you want?"
A couple minutes later, a group of three nefarious-looking characters entered the bar. No one paid them any mind, but they were headed in Angel Dust's direction. The leader of the group, flashed a gold fan and snickered.
I finally watched the new short and enjoyed it a lot!!!! It was so nice seeing Moxxie and Stolas bonding over something in common <3
"Well.. yeah." Black Star answered her Imp friend simply. As if the fact was clear as day that she didn't deserve help. "I mean, I-I broke the rules back home, s-so I got sent down here. So c-clearly I.. I don't deserve it." The short Sinner would sigh, hands that were once in her lap, now folded together. "I.. I've always been wrong.. been bad too." Of course this was backtracking to her life on Earth, where Black Star had always been told that whatever she did was wrong, or that she was in trouble for the most minor things.
Then the feline would go quiet, allowing Moxxie to give his response to her self-sabotaging. She would sit silently and listening, his words being received. When her friend was finished, Black Star would tilt her head slightly to glance at him. Then with sad eyes, the cat would shake her head. "It's.. complicated. P-Part of me.. wants to talk about it, but I.. I-I don't wanna burden anybody."
It was a sentiment not foreign to Moxxie. Too often he stopped himself from sharing what he knew he would eventually have to unload somewhere. And too often he left it inside where it would fester and only become toxic. And then only grow to lash out at those he cared for. Those who had had been the most patient with him. For that reason he could only sympathize with the sinner he sat beside.
"I was told things like that growing up to..." he reassured her, first off. "I could never live up to my father's expectations. Or my family's to be honest." His actions mirrored hers subtly, eyes trailing to his own hands. "I can understand not wanting to put any of that on anyone else. But... I think there's a difference between forcing it on someone. And when a friend offers to help... " he smiled at her. "If you ever feel like talking about it, it might make you feel a little lighter to share some of it. Like you're not alone. But it's your choice."
There was a lot that Black Star could unload on the Imp. So much that it could be considered trauma dumping. Or a two inch thick autobiographic novel about her life. Yet, the feline was hesitant to share with Moxxie what all happened. Mainly because she didn't want to burden her new friend.
Her ears would perk up for a moment. 'He was told those things too?' It came across as a surprise. Black Star would never had thought Moxxie went through similar. But one shouldn't judge a book by its cover. His words, his body language, it was all a genuine sign of support. A sign that Moxxie wanted her to open up (when she was ready.)
Yet, the hesitation still lingered in Black Star's mind. This is despite all of the Imp's reassurances. What if what she said made him uncomfortable? Or push him away? There was that worry that refused to vacate the premises. "Th-Thank you, Moxxie." Her tail would slowly sway to the side. She would give him a half-smile, then gaze would go back down to her hands. "I just.. I.. I dunno.." then it was like her throat closed up, and Black Star would sniffle.
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