#OC: Ostello

[my-dark-lord]

About the Vox/Velvette/Valentino ask (sorry, I accidentally sent it before I could include more prompts) this prompt I found on your blog is so weirdly in Helluva's voice?

“Kiss me.” “Oh, fucking gladly.” 

Another thing is if you have any headcannons/opinions/theories about how the three of them met? Because Velvette is the newest V, I assumed she was recruited by the others, but how? Do you think she was already an overlord or did she become one only after joining them? Same with Vox and Valentino: were they separately overlords before forming an alliance or did one recruit the other? And if so, did Vox maybe recruit Val to make porn for his media thing, or did Val recruit Vox to distrubute his porn in some way and one helped the other rise to overlord status?

Anyways, feel free to respond to any of these or none of these questions! Hope your day is going well!

Hazbin Hotel Headcanon Requests - Accepting!

First Part Of This Ask

You're okay! I don't mind at all answering more than one ask for people as long as the asks aren't just reworded repeats of the same thing! You're totally fine, Nonny, no worries.

OH Yes, I can see this for any combination of them, honestly, but my first thought will always be VoxVal. The more I think about it, I'd like to write this with VoxVel, too, because I can hear "Oh, fucking gladly." in Christian Borle's voice for sure.

Oh! I do have some ideas for how they met for sure! I write it in a very particular way.

Valentino and Vox met when Valentino got married to another Overlord (an OC of mine). They were somewhat familiar with each other as Ostello sang under a music label owned by Vox, and Vox was at the wedding. Valentino eventually black widowed his husband with a holy spearhead and three other Overlords before he went for Vox, who managed to plow him so good that it saved his life. They became somewhat obsessed with each other after that. Valentino is a venomous species of moth and his venom is highly addictive, and it was the most intense sexual experience either of them had ever had.

Valentino had been building his empire before he killed Ostello and managed to obtain Ostello's territory and those around it to expand it into a huge section of the Pentagram. He and Vox formed an alliance after they became regulars in each other's lives, sharing both of their territories. Val already had his porn business and Vox had the means to distribute to a wider audience, so they worked together on those kinds of deals to really make a name for Valentino (and his talent).

While I have started enjoying the headcanon that Velvette is Carmilla's daughter, I haven't fully figured out how I want this version of her to join them.

I have thought out, and written about, her joining them after falling from Earth, however. She crashed into the ground right in front of Vox and Val, who were on a walk. The crater she created was massive and so Valentino decided to simply scoop her up and take her home. She was powerful enough to kick his ass, and he and Vox decided to recruit her on the spot. After earning her trust, they were tight as ever.

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Title: Voogle Translate

Author: Keith

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Setting: Vox’s Boardroom

Pairing: Vox/Valentino

Characters: Vox, Valentino, Vox’s Assistant

Genre: Erotic/Romance

Rating: M

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 979

Type Of Work: One-Shot, StaticMoth Week Day Five

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, M/M, Public Sex, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Slow Sex, Lazy Sex, Cum Inflation Mention, Intersex Character, Val Is Intersex, Get That Mussy Vox, OC Mention, OC: Ostello, OC: Anya

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Vox’s portrayal is based on how my friend Spacy writes him.

Summary: His love language was unconventional, but it was the best way for him to say it without saying it.

I HAVE WRITING COMMISSIONS OPEN!

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FANKIDS: Tonito, Dimas, Eden, Lucero, Marica, Pitaya, Vanemma, Vugguch

HELLBORN: Barbie, Cash, Chazz, Crimson, Glitz, Gretchen, Kitty, Stu

ROYALTY: Andrealphus, Leviathan, Baetyl, Beelzebub, Charlie, Mammon, Ozzie, Paimon

SINNERS: Alastor, Angel Dust, Anya, Legiondario, Magpie, Mimzy, Niffty, Ostello, Rosie, Summer, Travis, Valentino, Velvette, Vick, Vox, Zeezi

Alt Verse Muses (Request Only): Gobblette (Brokenverse!Velvette), Lowell (Brokenverse!Ostello), Mickey (Brokenverse!Chazz's Brother), Bogart (Overlord Travis)

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NOTE: Most of my muses are canon divergent, but Velvette and Vox are both not canon compliant at all except in appearance!

Note About Vick VS Vox

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PROMO - The Vees

PROMO - Valentino

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👣 How many OCs do you have? Which one is your favorite and why?

Another Munday Ask Prompt

OH geez. I have... So many OCs. A ridiculous amount. For Hazbin/Helluva alone I have over ten.

I think my favorite Hazbin/Helluva OC is Ostello! He's just such a fun boy to write, and I love drawing the badger, too.

[everchanqinq]

ostellohq & entitledhq are both recs

i’ve definitely come across both of these !  unfortunately, ostello just isn’t working for me because it’s skeleton  &  i am looking for somewhere to play my ocs. and they’re probably too developed to easily fit in somewhere. i am keeping a little eye on entitled, though. but make sure to check them out !

[my-dark-lord]

Hi! I wanted to ask, is there a way to read more about your ocs in hellaverse? I just kinda like other people ocs very much lol

Hey! I'm so sorry this is running so late, Nonny, I meant to reply sooner than this but I tend to get distracted super easily. I've got the ADHD pretty bad and in my past life I was the goldfish that made scientists think they all had five second memories.

At any rate, I have quite a few Hellaverse OCs! A lot of fankids and then quite a few surrounding Ozzie or Valentino. I've been working more with the ones that deal with Val, lately, which are mostly Darío, Ostello, and Anya!

The main OCs I have are Ostello, Anya, Darío, Ozzie's Parents (Abstemiounessa and Valore), Archangel Uriel, Leviathan, Magpie, Vick, and then a few others that I don't do much with. I also have fankids but that may be for another time.

I literally just reworked Ostello's bio and took it from 364 words to 1,101 words and updated a lot of information that had become wrong as I wrote him. Anya recently got upgraded from OC that I didn't really do anything with to OC that I'm using a lot more.

They're all on my RP blog, @e-m-p-error, though a lot of them need a little reworking. For now, I can share Ostello and Anya's info here! I've been working on them most recently. Ostello is Valentino's ex-husband and Anya is his Personal Assistant!

It's under a cut for length. Ostello's info is LONG. All art by me.

Anya

Human Name: Anya Kazlow

Name In Hell: Anya

Nicknames: Annie Baby, Yaya

Faceclaim: My/Friend’s Art

Original Universe: Mainverse

Age: 30 (When He Died); 37 Years Dead

Birthday: April 30th, 1956 (Taurus)

Deathday: December 5th, 1986

Height: 6'8"

Gender: Cis Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual Bimantic, Ambigamous

Species: Gorgon Sinner

Snake Color: Red and White

Eye Color: Pale red sclera, bright green irises

Occupation: Valentino’s Personal Assistant

Headcanon Masterlist

When Anya was alive, she worked in a veterinarian’s office that saw a lot of exotic pets owned by bad people. There were all kinds of things that she had to overlook in her line of work, including humans that had bullet wounds or other such injuries. She doubled as a nurse when she had to, and learned how to take care of human and animal injuries alike. Always having been nurturing and gentle, she was well-loved by the Russian mafia in her town in Belarus and ended up getting married to a lower-ranking member after tending to him for one summer.

She was shot on their wedding day when a rival cell infiltrated the wedding and killed as many of the people there as they could. She died holding her lover’s hand, and vowing revenge. This never came to fruition.

Meeting Valentino not long after she fell, Anya was hired on to be his PA after she ended up gentling him through an injury that he obtained in a turf war. She happened to be there at the time, and he decided having a medically minded personal assistant would be a good idea. She sold her soul to him, and being an important member of his team, she was given the golden tooth that Angel Dust and Val both had. She is in love with Valentino, but he only sees her as a friend. She’s mostly okay with this because it’s worth it just to be near him. It is her job to handle most things that Vox doesn’t handle for him. This can be anything from cast lists to work schedules to bartending if he needs someone to cover a shift. If Val needs it done, she’ll do it.

Her snakes are Frog Eating Rat Snakes, and because of this, they have bacteria in their mouths. If she bites you, it is an immediate, violent, and disgusting case of leprosy that can kill in minutes. She has only ever bitten three people, and she usually doesn’t, but she will absolutely do it if it is necessary.

Anya is very nosy and always likes to be up on the latest gossip and whatever juicy things are going on around Val. She will pry into his business while she takes care of him while he’s drunk so she is abreast of the latest drama.

Ostello 

Human Name: Oscar Lawrence

Name In Hell: Ostello

Nicknames: Tello, Baby (Valentino Exclusive), Broadway (@strangeandun-muse-ual’s Vox Exclusive)

Faceclaim: My Art/Al Pacino

Original Universe: Mainverse

Birthday: January 21st, 1899

Human Deathday: May 3rd, 1944

Demon Deathday: February 9th, 1980 (Assassinated by Val with a Holy spear)

Age: 45 (When He Died As A Human); 36 Years Dead (When Killed By Val); 80 Years Dead (In Heaven)

Gender: Cis Male

Sexuality: Homosexual Homoromantic Ambigamous

Species: Badger Sinner

Height: 6'8"

Relation: Valentino’s Ex-Husband (Widowed)

Occupation: Overlord, Pop-Jazz Singer, Arms Dealer

Headcanon Masterlist

When he was alive, his name was Oscar Lawrence. Oscar was the son of Ruth and Samuel Lawrence, their only child. Marty was his father’s best friend, his right-hand man in the fire department, and his wife’s affair partner. Oscar knew about the affair for approximately a year before his father died on Christmas day when he was ten years old. A year after his father’s death, Marty was his stepfather, and while he never held any express animosity toward him, he never called Marty his father. His mother and Marty had two kids together who were twelve and fourteen years younger than he was, and he was never particularly close to his half-siblings.

At seventeen, he had dropped out of school and gone to work in a club in Omaha. He was discovered singing one of the numbers from a nightly show while cleaning by his boss, who loved his sound and gave him his own attempt at playing a show one Saturday night. For starters, he did a few covers of things that he had heard and ended the night on a song he’d written himself. His lyrics were filled with a longing he became known for, a desire for something he could never have. It became something that was so Oscar Lawrence to long, to pine so genuinely and openly that it was impossible to separate from him. So much of his music was about barely scraping his fingertips against the thing he longed for, and nobody could ever quite get out of him what it was.

When he was twenty, he met Olivia, his wife-to-be. She fell for him, hard and fast, and he never felt much. But it was a suspicious thing for a man his age not to have a wife, and he liked Olivia enough to live with her. Oscar was rarely home, out touring and recording a lot, but at twenty-one their daughter, Gertrude “Gertie” Rose Lawrence was born. He rarely saw her, and when he was home, he was usually sad and drunk. Gertie doesn’t remember much of her dad, but his biggest sin with her was neglect. He never rose his hand against her or her mother, and he was never particularly cruel.

However, he did cheat on his wife. Often while he was on tour, he could sleep with any woman that wanted him in ways he found impossible to do with his wife at home. Like many singers of his time, he also had a stage presence on the silver screen. Much like he found many temporary replacements for his wife, he found a semi-permanent replacement for his daughter as a mentor to Shirley Temple.

If there was something as Oscar Lawrence as pure, unadulterated longing, it was a desire to run from what he did have with that same desperation.

His biggest sin in life was that he was gay in a time when that was very highly frowned upon, and it was a well-kept secret. Nobody knew about it, and he never once acted on it while he was alive.

When he died in 1944, it was a slow, painful, and disorienting death alone in a hospital half a country away from his family. His wife and daughter flew out to see him just in time to say goodbye, and he couldn’t recall who they were. He died of acute liver failure that had progressed under the radar of his manager who had been busy working him through the holidays.

Olivia sued the company for negligence that led to her husband’s death, and she and Gertie continued to never want for anything but the man whom they owed their cushy lives to. Neither could say they knew him before he died, and after they would know him even less.

Oscar sort of expected to fall into Hell, and when he did, he was unsurprised. For a few months, he just tooled around, feeling out his new abilities and appearance as a badger. He discovered early on that he had pyrokinesis and it was something of a novelty for a while.

One night while walking the streets and experimenting with it in the lonely hours of the morning, he gave a fireball too much juice and shot an Overlord on her way back from a big deal. He didn’t expect it, and it led to a huge fight between the two of them in which Ostello accidentally became the victor. It was a hard fight and when her gun was knocked from her hands, he managed to grab it in the ensuing wrestling for it. Unbeknownst to him, it was loaded with holy bullets, and ended in her demise.

Her attendants, who had scattered during the fight, came to him to tell him that he was now in charge of her territory as long as nobody else took it, and he took the responsibility fairly seriously. This didn’t stop him from pursuing a musical career on top of the weapons dealing, of course, but it was somethingi that he did want to do to the best of his ability.

Ostello, as he eventually renamed himself, became a rather beloved fixture of the Pentagram. He was hard to upset and treated his workers with dignity and respect. They were paid well, especially those who gathered holy metals during the Extermination, and he never went so far as to treat any of them cruelly.

He worked with Alastor to produce radio shows and sang live several times for him. When Vox eventually came around, Ostello left Alastor’s employ to work under a label that Vox owned. He performed for him there, with concerts and other such things, until the day he was killed. His music is still fairly popular and played in several Voxtech buildings.

In 1972, he met Valentino, and in two months married the moth. He was a devoted husband who wanted nothing more than to make his wife happy, and he spent the next eight years absolutely enamored by him. However, Valentino had never really been in love with him, and in 1980 used a holy spearhead pilfered from Ostello’s own armory to kill him.

Due to his love for Valentino driving him to be a much, much happier and better person, when he died he was reincarnated in Heaven. He dislikes Heaven very much because he misses Valentino and was reunited with Olivia. He does not know that Gertie is in Hell. He has been watching Valentino in Hell for years and is abreast with the latest things going on in his life at all times.

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❣️ SHIPPING INFO ❣️

ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

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Tagging: Anyone That Wants To Do It!

1. WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?

Man, I write so many characters, but I'll do the ones that are awake the most often. Assume that any of these can be threesomes/moresomes.

Valentino - Vox, Angel Dust, Vox's Assistant

Velvette - Vox, Valentino, Chaz

Niffty - Husk, Valentino, Alastor

Alastor - Valentino, Angel Dust, Niffty

Ostello - Valentino, Vox, Alastor

Anya - So far she's only ever been shipped with other OCs! I don't have canon ideas for her as of now, but she is bi!

Mammon - Ozzie, Fizzarolli, RoboFizz

Ozzie - Fizzarolli, Mammon, Beelzebub

Andrealphus - Striker, Stolas, Stella's Male Friend

Paimon - Barbie, Cash, Mr. Butler

Charlie - Vaggie, Velvette, Cherri Bomb

Barbie - Paimon, Chaz, Fizzarolli

Chazz - Velvette, Glitz/Glam, Valentino

Glitz - Mammon, Chaz, Verosika

Adam - Lucifer, Lute, Sera

2. HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

It depends for me. In Hazbin, with Sinners, I don't care too much about the age gap on when people were born. That said, if the younger character is under 18 I won't write any usft with them, but I am open to letting Teens Date Teens. Teenagers date, and that's perfectly acceptable. I don't care as long as they're within two or three years of each other as teens. If they could share a biology class in high school I'm okay with it.

3. HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?

I would say once pants are coming off or things go beyond second base, usually. I'll put things in a community thing for sexual content. I will put things under a read more only if my partner does.

4. ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

Not usually! My muse may be low for certain ships, though.

5. WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?

Going with the same list as before! Assume that OCs are welcome with everyone provided there is chemistry! Any of these can be threesomes/moresomes.

Valentino - I will literally ship him with anyone but Vaggie. I don't like erasing canon LGBTQ+ characters' sexualities due to trauma I have personally with that. Val's type is vaguely bipedal and possibly a heartbeat.

Velvette - I am willing to throw her at anyone, but I really like Cherri Bomb/Velvette and I would LOVE to play with it.

Niffty - Literally will throw her at any man period, minus Angel for the same reason as Val/Vaggie. Love her with Pentious, too.

Alastor - Rosie, Mimzy, Vox (Tentatively)

Ostello - Literally any man that likes men and will give him attention lol

Anya - Anyone of any gender. She is particularly fond of Val but mine won't give her the time of day.

Mammon - Beelzebub, any of the Sins really, Adam

Ozzie - Stella, Stolas, Paimon, Charlie

Andrealphus - Any male character, though he prefers either a Distinguished Gentleman or a Wild Man.

Paimon - Anyone that isn't Poor (minus Barbie and Cash, they are exceptions)

Charlie - I'm hesitant to say 'no' to ships for her. I'm most interested in Valentino, Niffty, and Emily (and OTPs).

Barbie - I'll throw her at anyone that isn't Moxxie and Millie, tbh. I've shipped her with Mammon before, that's a fun ship. I'm hesitant to ship with Verosikas, however. That is one we have to work up to/I MUST trust you to write.

Chazz - He's a slut, I'll ship him with anything twice.

Glitz - She'll ship with anyone pretty much, though preferences for OTP/3 is important here.

Adam - I'm willing to try him with anyone, though he may need time to warm up to people.

6. DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

I prefer that we talk a little outside of the rp before we assume we're shipping, but most of the time I will say 'yes' even if we haven't written much/at all. I'm pretty flexible with shipping and I always love seeing how dynamics grow!

7. ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

Obsessed. I am so not normal about shipping. I will ship all the things, please hit me up if you want to try a ship. I will most likely say yes, even if it is a crackship. Sometimes even especially then.

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

Honestly, I cannot lie and say it isn't VoxVal. I love them, and I always have the most muse to write them. Val's muse can be finicky but he's always up for writing with Vox.

9. FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?

¯\ _(ツ)_/¯

I'm quite literally a ship whore and a collector of ships I really like. I have like, twelve Voxes and Angels for Valentino, for example. It's not hard to ship with me, really, just follow these guidelines.

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NAME: Keith, but I go by Key, Moth, or Sunny/Sunshine!

PRONOUNS: He/They

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: Discord, Tumblr DMs (Discord HEAVILY preferred, ask for it if we're mutuals)

NAME OF MUSE(S): Ace, Alastor, Andrealphus, Angel Dust, Apple, Athan (OC Leviathan), Baetyl (Stella's Male Friend), Barbie, Beelzebub, Cash, Chazz (AU Chaz), Crimson, Dodie, Fizzarolli, Glitz, Hen, Legiondario (Valentino's Cousin, OC), Lilith, Magpie (AU Velvette), Mammon, Mimzy, Moxxie, Nifty, Ostello (Ex-Overlord, Valentino's Ex-Husband, OC), Ozzie, Paimon, Paradise, Vaggie, Valentino, Velvette, Verosika, Vick (AU Vox)

EXPERIENCE / HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS)?: I've been rping on Tumblr for 12 years, but rping in general for 21!

BEST EXPERIENCE: Yeah, I'm gonna say making new friends and writing with others! It keeps me coming back. I know it's probably cliche.

RP PET PEEVES / DEAL-BREAKERS: Never interacting with me except to reblog memes/aesthetics. Forcing ships and not listening to me when I have boundaries about it. Being treated poorly for being so slow. People who infantilize grown adults and try to police how I write my muses based on this prejudice. OOC bigotry.

MUSE PREFERENCES FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: I will look at the menu and nod solemnly. I'm an expert smut writer, though!

PLOTS OR MEMES: I love both! I reblog at least seven memes a day because I like to have them going! But I also adore plotting things out and having discussed threads!

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I can write anything from 1 paragraph to 10, my replies usually run 60+ words unless it's a shorter/crack thread that doesn't need to have a lot of thought put into it. However, that said, I don't mind short replies as long as I have something to respond to. I refuse to write with "He smiled.." as the whole response. Give me something to work with.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Usually in the evening/late night.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): I am in some ways! I put a little bit of me in all of them, but I have picked up some behaviors from writing them if I think that the behavior will be helpful to me in my real life! Things like working more on my self confidence or learning a recipe that the character makes. I've made Migas because of Val several times!

Tagged by: @infernal-feminae Tagging: @radicheart, @seven-circlllxs, @overangeled, @arachn0philia, @hannah-the-small, @peppy-jester, @spidrboots, @strikers-saloon

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Hello, Goodbye, It Was Nice To Know You

Ostello's death fic. Put under a cut for length.

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, M/M, AU - Canon Divergent, Intersex Valentino, Briefly Mentioned Smut, Murder, Death, Angels & Demons, Blood, Cheating Mention, Weapon, Blade, OC: Ostello, Overlord OC

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“Hey, Baby!” Ostello's voice was as rich and filled with love as it always was as he closed the front door to their penthouse behind him. Just like he did every day, he strolled in the door precisely fifteen minutes after seven. Just like he did every day, he made a beeline for his wife, finding Valentino in one of his usual haunts in the house. Pulling him into the same giddy kiss he'd been given every day for the last eight years, Ostello twirled the taller Sinner as per usual.

“Mmm, good evening,” Valentino's worn-out reply was tight, clipped in a way that showed his agitation. He was tired. Tired of routine, tired of feeling stagnant, tired of Ostello and the monotony of their marriage.

If only he had found out about his husband's biggest, best-kept secret. It just might have saved his life.

“How was your day, Beautiful?” The badger asked as he dipped his lover in his arms for another kiss. It was with all of the barely-there restraint Valentino scraped off of the bottom of his skull that he didn't let his eyes roll out of his head.

“You know how it is,” The same shit on a different day. 

He was so... Tired.

“Can I make it any better?”

No.

“What did you have in mind, Hot Shot?”

“I think we could both use a little TLC.” Ostello's promise stood stories above the actual act he was initiating, and Valentino knew this routine well. Ostello would kiss him to his back on the bed and they would rock and grunt for a few minutes. It would be tender in a way that turned his stomach, gentle in ways he didn't want. Everything about it would make him pray for someone else to show up, for a different partner to liven up his life. He would wait for tomorrow with bated breath, for his devoted but lackluster husband to leave so he could invite someone to bed that knew what they were doing.

As expected, he spent the next half hour on his back, only managing an orgasm by sheer power of will. The badger worked himself up until he finally came deep inside his lover, whose hand on his own cock was the only thing helping him maintain his erection. A few more pumps and he was spent, but not so much sated. His libido was an ancient and terrible curse, and one man with one position had never and would never mean more than a drop in a bathtub of his unbridled lust.

Valentino got up when Ostello lay panting beside him, filled with his warm fuzzies and seemingly having no idea of his wife's utter and complete boredom. Valentino wrapped himself in his silky red robe trimmed in feathers, slid his feet into his fuzzy, three-inch heeled house slippers, and went to the bathroom. As he did every night, he took in the dissatisfied expression he fed himself in the mirror with disdain.

Sinners could only be killed by a holy weapon, but Ostello and his damned routine were worse than a second death.

Truthfully, Valentino didn't hate the man. He was afforded a glamorous existence, he was married to a successful musician, and he had countless love songs written for him that had topped charts one on top of the other. Valentino couldn't have been more famous in Hell if he'd tried!

But he didn't want to live in the shadow of a man that couldn't satisfy him. If he had to eke out a meager existence, then he would do so on his own terms. Living in infamy would be better than slaving himself to this monotony.

As he plucked his false eyelashes from his eyelids, he knew what he was going to do. There was no questioning it, no talking himself down from it, now. Tonight was the night.

Tonight, it was finally time to reap what he'd sown eight years ago by marrying this idiot. It had never been about love for Valentino. His marriage to Ostello had been one of convenience, one that served a grander purpose in his escalation to the top. It was little more than a hesitant step in the right direction. When it came right down to it, he didn't know why he'd put up with this for so damn long. All he could think about these days was what lay ahead of him when Ostello was dead and buried.

The same couldn't be said for Ostello. He had become instantly infatuated with Valentino upon meeting him. Like a man possessed, he sought the moth's attention, his happiness, and finally his hand in marriage. Valentino's acceptance had been the highlight of his entire existence, both alive and dead.

There would never be anything else that would top that moment for him. Nothing except waking up every morning to see his beautiful wife lying in bed with him, lips slightly parted in his sleep. Seeing him light up for his many, many expensive gifts, or watching the light in his eyes when he was given another public serenading.

Most of the Pride ring, Valentino thought, must be as tired of it as he was. Ostello was a man filled with passion, but his passions vented in ways Valentino didn't see himself entertaining for the rest of his afterlife. He couldn't do it anymore. There was nothing left for Ostello.

Tonight was the night.

Tonight, he'd be free.

His whole world would begin to come together in one fell swoop of the holy spearhead he'd smuggled out of his husband's weapons dealing hoard. Usually, Ostello kept the angelic weaponry under lock and key, but if anyone could gain access to these things, it was Valentino. He could do no wrong in the eyes of his thoroughly bewitched husband, and he would continue to do no wrong until he had ascended the stairway to Godhood.

Ostello was always a sleepy thing once they were finished. He had a habit of taking a short nap after he came, which usually gave Valentino time to shower. While the thought of doing it while the badger slept peacefully in their marital bed was one that glanced off of his brain, he decided against it quickly. He wanted to see the betrayed look, the sheer terror in Ostello's eyes as the one he loved plunged a blade deep into his chest. All he wanted, now, was a good chance to catch the badger off-guard.

It wouldn't be hard when he woke up, lazy and slow in the evening light from the pentagram shining through the window. He wouldn't be surprised to find Ostello admiring it from where he lay. The man could wax poetic about anything at all at the drop of a hat, and Valentino didn't doubt that he'd find something to say about it that he'd said a million times before. Ostello was a creature of habit.

Aside from his vices, Valentino hated settling into a habit. He wanted excitement, panache, passion, and a desperate yearning for new things, experiences, people, and places. This marriage had been doomed from the start, and every boring, bedroom lovemaking session was another nail in the badger's coffin.

Valentino left the bathroom after he had cleaned himself up, strutting in his robe and heels to where he'd stashed his weapon. He'd been planning this for some weeks now, and the time had finally come. Tonight was the culmination of his boredom with his routine, and tomorrow would come the spoils of his war with monotony.

When Ostello woke, dazed and still reeling from the sensation of getting to be with his wife, Valentino lay out on the bed beside him. The lingerie he wore was white and insanely detailed with embroidery and stitching that made him look like royalty. There was a tuille half-skirt around his hips, and down his thighs stretched a pair of black fishnets. 

“You look beautiful, Pidge.” The badger purred, his smile tender and his gaze soft, “Any special occasion?”

“Yeah, actually.” Valentino nodded, slowly sliding up onto Ostello's hips and leaning down to kiss him. His upper left hand slipped beneath the pillow and he grabbed the weapon, wrapping his fingers tightly around what he would call the hilt. The staff was missing, leaving behind only the metal that held it together, but that was fine. He could handle holding it as long as he didn't cut himself.

“What's the—” Ostello didn't get to finish his sentence. Another kiss distracted him, and then he was met with the intense burn of something plunged between his ribs on the right side. It jerked in deeper and he gagged on dark, bubbling blood that pooled in his mouth. It dripped down the side of his face, and he gazed up at Valentino with shock and horror in his eyes.

“...didn't h-hafta... End li'this.” He barely managed to cough out the words before a blinding white light filled the room. Valentino hadn't been prepared, squeezing his eyes shut against its influence, hoping not to be too entranced. Bright lights always called to him in ways he couldn't explain, being a moth.

After a moment, he felt Ostello's muscled body drop away from him, and he sat in a pile of ash that had been his now ex-husband just seconds prior. 

So, this was what freedom tasted like. He breathed deep, the heavy scent of burned flesh and fur still in the air. Acrid and disgusting as it was, it marked a new chapter in his life.

With Ostello dead and gone, Valentino was finally free to do as he pleased, to do whoever he pleased. This newfound lease on his afterlife was going to be just the thing that he needed to lift himself not only out of the dumps but into high society. The death of an Overlord heralded a new one rising in his place. All would come to fear and respect his name in due time. 

After all, there wasn't a more important Sinner in Hell than Valentino. Nobody else compared to his stunning beauty, his deceitful ways, his wicked mind, and his starvation for more. Always, always more. Too much would never be enough. His hunger for everything would never be quenched, like his sexual appetite. In all things, he was a greedy, cruel thing who thought little of the lives, wants, and needs of others.

Now, all he had to do was continue his plan. Arkadious would be his next victim, he'd already decided. After him, Mournique would fall, and then Gerouda, before he hit his magnum opus. Vox, and then Alastor, would fall to his hand just as the rest would, and his hostile takeover of Pentagram City would be complete until he required the next big thing to keep himself entertained. 

For now, though, he would rest. Moving on autopilot as he contemplated his new existence, he changed the sheets on the bed himself for once. Humming one of Ostello's songs written just for him, he smoothed out the fresh silken sheets and smiled. Free. He was finally, unequivocally, and happily free. Never again would he fall victim to something so dangerously boring as a routine. He was wild, he was spontaneous, and he was, above all else, free.

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“Sexcanon” (I know we’ve yet to properly interact which is my fault, BUT— I’m curious if you have any potential relationships in mind or anything!)

SEND  ‘  SEXCANON  ‘   TO  MY  ASK  AND  I  WILL  POST  A  HANDFUL  OF  SEXUAL  HEADCANONS  PERTAINING  TO  OUR  MUSES.  

OOOH OKAY!! For this, since we haven't quite written enough for me to know specifically how your Stolas fits in here, I'll write some general sexcanons I have for Stolas ships I enjoy with my muses! Please note that these are not the end-all, be-all options for us to explore, because I fall so deeply in love with crackships, too! Some of my favorite ships on the blog are crackships!

A small side note that Athan, Ostello, and Vick are full-blown OCs, and Baetyl is kind of... Moooooostly an OC with a canon face.

[ Andrealphus ]

Andrealphus is, on the whole, of the opinion that Stolas is weak and not deserving of his status. This entire view seems to be spun around on its head when they are intimate, because Andrea has far less experience and on the whole is entirely submissive.

He is always very concerned with his reputation, but finds sexual situations where getting caught is a major risk to be the most sexually fulfilling.

Andrealphus enjoys a man that will say absolutely filthy things to him a lot. It really turns him on to have a partner that can 'corrupt' him in a way.

[ Baetyl ]

Baetyl is a very dominant person and is very open to proving it. He likes it when his partner is bratty and he can put them in their place.

He has a major thing for Stolas' legs, and will worship them for hours if given the chance to.

He will flirt with Stolas very heavy during any function just to see if he can get him to tug him out of the party for a quickie.

[ Ostello ]

Ostello is a lover at heart and he focuses a lot on the romantic parts of the relationship. That said, he also has a major thing for cheating and would enjoy the thought that it's a possibility a lot.

He needs to be taught to lean into his kinks, because he never knew that he had them.

He would love to have Stolas direct what they're doing. While he predominantly tops, he's kind of a sub at heart.

[ Ozzie ]

Ozzie is a switch in every way, and he enjoys a partner that is as fluid as he is.

He is always open to sex at all times, though if he's busy he does get frustrated by his own libido from time to time.

He loves a partner that can take all of his dick, though he isn't always very hopeful because it's massive.

[ Valentino ]

Val is always dtf. His deal with Ozzie got his punishment in Hell to be having Ozzie's libido so he cannot ever feel fully sated. His body gives out from exhaustion before his libido is satiated.

He's primarily a sub but he likes to switch positions. Too much sex in the same position/place is boring and he will lose interest very quickly.

He is incredibly kinky, and does better with a partner who is, as well. He also is not against learning new kinks in himself, or teaching his partner ones. He's a major paypig and loves public sex a lot.

[ Vick ]

Vick is a very sweet, caring man that is a healthy switch in the bedroom. He's very into long, slow makeout sessions and spending a lot of time on foreplay.

He is very shy at first when getting into his kinks and settling into the right mindframe for it, but once he gets settled with his partner and the pleasure starts flowing he just melts into it.

He is very willing to match Stolas in intellectual pursuits as much as he is willing to match his sexual ones. He is not formally trained as a sex therapist, though he can offer some help with these things.

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Ugh I love the Bastard Badger so much. SO much. I don't know what to do about it, he's becoming a major muse for me..

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🎧 {{ One of your oc's. <3 }}

character inspo meme!

send 🎧 (or “music”) + a character name to find out what songs/style of songs inspire receiver’s writing of that character!

[ Ostello ]

Ostello is actually a pop-jazz singer! His voice claim is Bing Crosby, though his human face claim is Al Pacino. The below song is something that I base his relationship with Valentino on because it fits their dynamic very well. Ostello is head over heels and Val just really isn't into him. This is actually the song that his tag is from!

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Title: Yessir, That's My Baby! No Sir, I Don’t Mean Maybe!

Author: Keith

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Setting: Pentagram City

Pairing: Original Male Character(s)/Valentino

Characters: Original Male Character(s), Valentino 

Genre: Romance

Rating: K

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 324

Type Of Work: One-Shot

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, M/M, Marriage Proposals, OC: Ostello

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except Tello!

Summary: Ostello was only the second happiest man in Hell.

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Title: Ostello - December 25th, 1909

Author: Keith

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Setting: Ostello’s Childhood Home

Pairing: Ostello’s Parents

Characters: Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)

Genre: Angst/Drama/Family

Rating: T

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 718

Type Of Work: One-Shot, Part of the Here’s To The Ones That We Got Series

Status: Complete

Warnings: Death of a Parent, Parental Death, Firefighting, Death On The Job, Workplace Death, OC Backstory, OC: Ostello

Disclaimer: I own all of the characters mentioned.Summary: Merry Christmas to him, he supposed.

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Title: We're Dead If We're Found

Author: Keith

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Setting: Ostello and Valentino’s Home, The Balcony

Pairing: Vox/Valentino

Characters: Vox, Valentino

Genre: Erotic

Rating: M

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 944

Type Of Work: One-Shot, Part of the FicWip 60-Minute Sprints

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, Oral Sex, Blowjobs, Public Sex, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Crossdressing, Cheating, Cheating On Spouse, OC: Ostello, Smoking

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except Ostello. Vox’s behavior is based on the way my friend Spacy (Strangeandun-Muse-Ual) on Tumblr plays him.

Summary: These parties weren't worth the effort if Vox didn't show up.

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Did your oc have any childhood comfort items/stuffed animals? If so, describe them. 

Does your oc have a mentor figure? Describe them and their connection/relationship with your oc.

When did your oc’s childhood end? Why did this event signify the end of childhood for them? {{ Ostello }}

Oc Ask Game - Lore Edition

[ Ostello ]

Did your oc have any childhood comfort items/stuffed animals? If so, describe them. 

When he was a little, little kid he had a somewhat articulated stuffed bear. It had a red ribbon around its neck when he first got it, though by the time he was eleven, it was faded and mostly torn off. The bear itself was brown with buttons for the eyes and the nose. Its face had a slight bump in it for the muzzle. The paw pads were a light red, and there were threaded lines in the hands and feet to denote its paws. His name was Beary, and Ostello held onto him even after he was an adult because he was a gift from his father, who passed when he was ten.

Does your oc have a mentor figure? Describe them and their connection/relationship with your oc.

A man named Marty worked with Oscar's father when he was alive at the firehouse. He was close to the family, and a good friend to Sam Lawrence and his wife. When Sam passed on December 25th, 1909, he took Oscar under his wing and taught him more life lessons and how to be a proper Man Of The House. After Oscar was eighteen, Marty and Ruth married, though Oscar knew that they had been together since before his father died.

When did your oc’s childhood end? Why did this event signify the end of childhood for them?

On the day his father died. He had to be the Man Of The House after that and learn how to take care of his mother. He dropped out of school to get a job and began working shortly after turning eleven. He did what he could to help her out, though Marty's help was indispensable.