Building on that bit about Crowvin kicking the bouncer between the legs, for most people, it actually hurts More if you get kicked there directly, without any soft flesh to cushion the blow.

Like, my grandpa literally got knocked out cold after he was accidentally kicked there by my dad's skateboard as a teen. (Granted, that was because the pain and force made one of his balls explode, but that only happened because that is a very vulnerable part of the body in general, there's literally no muscles or fat or anything for padding, so the force just went straight to his veins. Genitalia actually acts double duty as the only protection of that little pocket.)

TL;DR: thanks to the lack of genitals, I now know the Weakpoint of every single one of your characters, and can safely say I can take at least 2 of them in a fight now. (1v1, not both at once)

holy shit this is hilarious and also incredibly interesting information thank you /srs

aurum: i'm gonna kill ahkalone.

canidae, aydin, empress, osa, crowvin, langrey: get in line bestie <3

(Y/N): Kevin this is your blind date.

Kevin: Crowley?!

Crowley: Hello, Kevin.

this is a little backstory to one of my character of my warrior cat fanfiction his name is Crowvine and he's the kit and here's a bit of backstory warning there's a few trigger warning depending how you interpret it (I’ll probably post the mini comic here

again TRIGGER WARNING MAYBE

 A young light gray tabby tom with orange eyes walked into Riverclan camp holding a small brown and black tom kit this cause the tom clan members to gather around and start whispering "Icenose what is the meaning of this who's? kit is this?" Aspenstar a tortoiseshell tom with green eyes said calmly at the gray tom though Icenose knew his leader is secretly hiding his anger by the way Aspenstar is lashing his tail. Icenose place the small brown and black kit down near him and looked at his leader with sadness in his eyes "I was going on a solo patrol when I found this kit mewling loudly with dried up blood all over him and the faint scent of Pikepaw… I investigated further a-and found-" the Young tom couldn't finished he just started sobbing the clan memeber around him started whispering 'Pikepaw didn't she go missing about a few days ago?' 'yeah she was Sagefish apprentice her and pikepaw were extreamly close like mother and kit she's not going to be happy' 'let's not forget about Buzzardpaw those two were close I'm pretty sure they would have became mates as soon they became warriors.' a red she-cat with pale brown patches and blue eyes pushed through her clanmates with worry clear in her eyes "what happen Icenose? what happened to my apprentice?!" she asked worried Icenose calm down a bit and continued his voice shaky "I-I found Pikepaw body her body nearby all covered in tears and bites." he stopped for a bit and looked down. the rest of the clan gasped while Sagefur looked at the tom with disbelief her eyes brimming with tears but as soon as she saw at the gray tom eyes it was enough proof that he was telling the truth the she-cat let out a wail a young brown tom with purple eyes came up in front of Icenose "Pikepaw is dead?" he asked he voice broken and in disbelief the gray tom nodded "I'm so sorry Buzzardpaw" was all that he said before the apprentice started breaking down "Pikepaw no!" the apprenticed wailed out the white and black she-cat name Icenose looked at both Buzzardpaw and Sagefish with saddness but continue "that wasn't all I found her whole body was cover in the sent of a fox....her stomach was ripped open I found 3 small bodies... they were kits they seemed to be Pikepaws kits and died when she was attacked I don't know how but this kit seemed to be the only one that survived." he finished the whole clan gasped at Icenose statement 'she was expecting but she's an apprentice!' 'who's the father?' 'how did that kit survived it's either a cures or a gift from star clan' Aspenstar silences the clan by waving his tail up "if this is true then who is the father of this kit." the leader called out to his clan Buzzardpaw looked up "I-I think that would be me Aspenstar a I'm the kit father." the young tom said guiltily the clan erupted with yells the Riverclan leader silence his clan again " I should punish you by killing you son or exiling you young one for what you did with Pikepaw-." the leader was cut off by the young tom his eyes filled with shock and worry "Please Aspenstar you can punish me how ever you like just please don't hurt my son I'll do anything I'll even apccept you killing me just please..... don't hurt my son." he pleaded his voice broken the leader looked down at the tom "you didn't let me finish anyways I should punish you but I think you have been punish enough by the death of Pikepaw and your 3 other kits so I'll let it been but you'll be forever judged by your clanmate." the tortoiseshell leader said the Brown apprentice looked up at his leader with happiness "thank you so much Aspenstar I will forever remember your mercy." he said the leader nodded and turn to Icenose and looked down at the mewing kit "now about the kit Buzzardpaw name your kit and take him to the nursery Bearpuddle will care for him. QuietSky,Streamvine,Swanwillow,and Rosestep follow Icenose to Pikepaw body and take her body and her kits back to camp we will morn for her dispite what she has done she still a member of our clan and was a great apprentice everyone else go back to what you were doing." he announced the clan nodded and went back to what their doing Buzzardpaw looked at his son with sadness and happiness in his eyes "he'll be name Crowkit Pikepaw always wanted to have a kit and wanted to name one Crowkit." he said before picking Crowkit up and taking him to the nuersery 

KBB 2015: Author/Artist Pairs

Announcing the author/artist pair-ups for the 2015 Kevin Big Bang. 

prodigal-anon & amberdreams 

mako-lies & tkodami

smalltrolven (on lj)/deansmixtape & smercurial    

cutiepiekevin & Emmatheslayer (on lj)  

For our intrepid authors and artists... art drafts are due November 1st and posting begins November 15th. Be sure to contact each other ASAP (if you haven’t already), and good luck!

We had artists express interest in making more Kevin & Osric related art for the bang. So! Next week, we’ll be announcing another avenue for artists to make KBB art. We’re putting together a “For Further Reading” list of already-published Kevin fic by fandom favorites. These fics will be by authors who are willing & excited to have art made for them. The artwork for these fics will be posted during amnesty week. Stay tuned for more information next week about how to participate!  

Crowley and Kevin totally had a romantic relationship.

Prompt Fill

theresstillme said:

OKAY. Six words, six characters, arrange them as you will into as many drabbles as you want. Orange, the witching hour, blood, yesterday, sweetheart, psalm. Bela, Dean, Kevin, Sam, Cas, Hannah. (alternate character: Jody Mills.)

Okay, so somehow this turned into Kevin x Crowley? Whoops. But yeah, idk, ficlet after the cut: 

Kevin Tran is spending his seventeenth Halloween on planet earth dressed as a giant, orange pumpkin. It’s the church’s Halloween party and Kevin stands in the corner of the room, serving punch and watching Youth Pastor Cas lead a sing-along with a circle of children. The youth pastor is excited about Halloween. Too excited, for Kevin’s taste.

Kevin serves punch to the 18th Batman of the night and tries to laugh along when the kid mimics the Batman voice. He internally cringes, wishing he could be anywhere but here. His mom had made a big deal about him giving back to the community, but he doesn’t exactly see her here helping out. She’s off at a friend’s house, drinking and having a good time while Kevin suffers through another verse of Purple People Eater. Cas strums his guitar seamlessly and Kevin wonders just how often he’s done this song before.

He looks up at the clock, watching it carefully. The party ends after ‘Witching Hour’ which has been adjusted from midnight to 10:30, since it’s a kid’s party. Cas throws a psalm into the sing along before going into Monster Mash and Kevin tries to will the clock to speed up.

After an interminable amount of time, they’re finally at the end of the party. There are candles set up and the kids are in a circle. Cas is giving them a history lesson on Halloween and then he’s leading them through a traditional Celtic ceremony. It seems a little less than appropriate and Kevin starts to get nervous. Cas has always been unconventional, but he’s pretty sure the parents would have a fit if they saw this. Kevin clutches his hands into fists, watching the candles flicker. He flinches when he realizes he’s cut into his palm, drawing blood. He hisses, wiping the liquid away on his orange tights (which he was planning on burning anyway, so it kind of works out for the best. He’d like to forget he ever wore them, frankly.) The ritual ends and the windows shatter and Kevin’s about nine thousand percent sure they just summoned a demon or something. Then he passes out.

***

It’s just Kevin’s luck that not only did the most boring party in existence actually end with a demon summoning, but the little cretin attached itself to Kevin, of all people. He supposes at least it wasn’t one of the kids, but Cas would have deserved it.

“Come on, Kev. This is boring.” Crowley whines, floating in the air behind him as Kevin tries to study his physics textbook. “Kev. Kev. Kevvy.”

Kevin huffs. “Shut up.” He says.

“Kevin.” Crowley says, right in his ear, and Kevin flinches back, glaring at the spirit.

“What?” He grits out.

“Entertain me.” Crowley says.

“No.”

“Come on. If you don’t do it I’ll be forced to find my own entertainment.”

Kevin’s not as threatened by that as Crowley hopes. The demon huffs out a sigh, flicking his fingers, and Kevin’s textbook flies across the room.

“Crowley!” Kevin snaps, turning around. He lets out a squeak when he sudden finds himself dangling upside down in the air, staring at the spirit. He reaches up, trying to keep his shirt from falling down over his head. “What are you doing?” He asks.

“Finding my own entertainment.” Crowley replies, a smirk on his face.

“Let me down.”

“Entertain me.”

Kevin sighs. “What do you want to do?”

It turns out that Crowley wants to watch fricken Twilight and snuggle. He makes Kevin be the little spoon.

***

“Okay, seriously.”

Crowley showed up at school, of all places, and now Kevin’s trying desperately not to look like he’s talking to himself.

“I’m bored again.”

“Can’t you leave me alone?” Kevin asks, pleading. “I mean, you’re a demon. Go do demon things.”

“I’d rather do you.” Crowley says, winking.

Kevin shoots him a disgusted look. “You’re like 800.”

“Six hundred.” Crowley corrects.

“Better.” Kevin replies sarcastically. “Seriously, just go home and wait. I’ll…I don’t know.”

“I want a snog.”

Kevin frowns. He looks at the people passing in the hallway and rolls his eyes. “When I get home.”

Crowley crows victoriously. “I’ll see you then, darling.” He says, disappearing.

***

The kiss is okay. Kevin would never admit it out loud though.

***

Sheriff Jody Mills shows up at the house asking questions about a murder that happened a few streets down. Kevin answers them to the best of his ability. After she leaves, he corners Crowley.

“Did you murder some guy?”

“Recently?” Crowley asks.

Kevin’s eyes narrow.

“Seriously darling, you’re going to have to be more specific.”

“Yes, recently.”

Crowley hums, tilting his head back and thinking. “No?” He says, then nods to himself. “No, I didn’t.”

Kevin’s not sure if he believes him.

“Honestly, sweetheart, your lack of faith wounds me.”

Kevin rolls his eyes and goes back to his homework.

***

Turns out Crowley didn’t actually kill the guy. The demon did feel Kevin up this morning though, so Kevin’s not planning on giving him too much credit.

***

Kevin gets desperate and tries to exorcise Crowley. It’s anticlimactic and only results in the demon pouting for a couple of weeks then passive aggressively hiding Kevin’s things. One of those things is his razor, so he gets all scruffy and starts to grow a beard. Crowley seems into it and breaks all the razors Kevin brings home from the store.

***

Kevin starts having dreams about Crowley. Really vivid dreams. He thinks the demon might be messing with his head, but he doesn’t bring it up because he kind of likes it.

***

Kevin wakes up with a hard on. Crowley offers to take care of it for him. Kevin doesn’t say no.

***

“Okay, is this a date?” Kevin asks, looking at Crowley seriously. The demon ordered a pizza, set out candles, and now they’re on the couch watching You’ve Got Mail.

“Date sounds so common. I prefer to think of it as…” Crowley trails off, thinking. “Actually, I don’t have a better word. I suppose it is a date.”

“Right.” Kevin mutters. He’s dating a demon. That’s…a thing that is happening. He can’t decide if it’s a good thing or not, but he figures he’ll leave the question of morals to someone else and just go with it.

***

By the time the next Halloween hits, Crowley and Kevin have settled into a routine. As near as Kevin can tell, Crowley’s basically stuck with him forever, but he finds that he’s oddly okay with it. It’s settled and comfortable.

Kevin gets out of the church party by virtue of being eighteen and having the adult power to say ‘no’ to his mother. Instead of serving up punch to children, he spends the night at home with Crowley, watching cheesy Halloween movies and making out. It’s a significant improvement. 

Eyes on Fire

//Requested Crowvin! Kind of smutty, thanks to the song. :3//

Shuffle song: Eyes on Fire by Blue Foundation

Time: 5:02

“I haven't even started with the true torture, Kevin.”

Kevin believes it. His arms ache terribly, suspended over his head and held there by shackles. Blood drips from his forehead into his eyes, courtesy of the crown of thorns that one of Crowley’s heavies had jammed on to his head.

“I agreed…” he whispers. “I-I told you everything.”

Crowley smiles, and an almost painful shiver runs up and down the length of Kevin’s spine. He knows that smile.

 “Are you certain? Is that your final answer, Kevin?”

Kevin shakes violently when the knife touches his thigh, and then his groin, and Crowley palms his flaccid cock.

“It would be a shame to permanently disfigure such an attractive young lad. Yet."

Blind Date with a Handsome Devil

Pairing: Kevin Tran x Crowley

Synopsis: Kevin asks you, Crowley’s demon daughter, for some help with his love life. You have just the being in mind for this little prophet! Let the love begin!

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Character Death, and MPreg

Author’s Note: Hello my Lovers! Due to some requests by my followers I have decided to give you all this little passage. I hope you all enjoy this. Let’s get started!

~Monday Morning~

You walk into the bunkers library, yawning from lack of sleep. Kevin sits at the table hunched over the demon tablet. He sits up with a start when you accidentally bump into the table he sits at.

“Woah are you okay (Y/N)?” Kevin asks, concern laced in his voice. You blink at him.

“Yes I’m just fine, sweetheart, just a little tired is all. All this crossroads demon business keeps me up all hours! How are you doing this morning, Kev?” You explain and then inquire.

He looks around nervously, having an obvious mental battle between his ears. “I actually want to ask you something... a kind of a favor...” Kevin trails off in fear of being embarrassed. You blink your red demon eyes at him, waiting for the request. “I wanted to ask you if you could set me up with someone. I’ve been feeling really lonely lately and I just need somebody to love (a/n: can annnyyyboooddyyy fiiiinnddd meeee soommeebodddyyy toooooo loooovvee?! Lol.)” Kevin looks at you with hope in his brown orbs.

You look at Kevin, your red eyes unrelenting. “You know what? I think I can help. And it won’t even cost you!” You let out a loud chortle and kissed him on the cheek. And with that you were gone in a puff of smoke.

~Monday Night~

Crowley, your father, the demon king, sat on his thrown pensively. He payed no mind to the mind numbing statistics being related to him by Hell’s least wanted. That all changed when you burst through the door, sweat dripping down your face. You panted in the door way.

“(Y/N), my darling, what happened to you?! Why are you so sweaty and panting?! Are you okay?!” Crowley worried over you, his paternal side taking over his evil demon side.

You looked at him confused, then let out a short laugh, “Oh, nothings wrong. I just ran here from Sam and Dean and Castiel’s bunker and I’m not in the best shape right now so I’m all out of breath.”

“Oh okay. What do you need then?”

Your next question caught him off guard, “Are you seeing anyone?”

Crowley was taken aback, “No I’m not seeing anyone right now. Why do you ask my darling?”

“I just wanted to know because I want to set you up with someone. Like a blind date. It will be so much fun dad please do it.” You practically begged him. Your dad looked into your demon red orbs with his own red orbs.

“Okay I’ll do it.”

~Tuesday Morning~

You burst into the bunker, sweat dripping from your form. Sam and Dean and Castiel look at you quizzically.

“Why are you sweating so much what happened to you?!” Sam and Castiel said in unison. They made eye contact with each other and then Sam looked down and blushed. Castiel felt a smile crawl on his face. Dean kept his attention on you.

“Oh I’m fine. It’s just that I ran here from Hell and I’m not in the best shape right now so I get out of breath and sweaty real easy these days.”

Dean blinked. So did Sam.

You grabbed a nearby towel and wiped your face off with it. When you were done you draped it around your neck. “Where’s Kevin? I need to talk to him it’s very important.”

“He’s in the kitchen eating a ham sandwich.” Sam said. He gesture toward the back of the bunker with his hand and while he did so his hand brushed against Castiel’s trench coat. Sam quickly retracted his hand and looked down again while blushing.

“Okay thanks.”

~In The Kitchen~

Kevin sat at the table eating a ham sandwich.

“Hey Kevin I hope you’re ready for your blind date! We’re going right now.”

Kevin stood from his place at the table, worry evident in his face, “Right now?! Okay let me put on deodorant.” He walked to his room and put on deodorant and then walked back to the kitchen. “Okay lets go.”

~Fancy Restaurant in Athens, Greece~

You had blind folded Kevin and were now dragged him to the table where your demon father sat, also blind folded. Pushing Kevin in the chair you reached your hand over and took off your dad’s blind fold. Crowley looked surprised, but not displeased by the prophet sitting in front of him. You ripped the blind fold off of Kevin.

“Here’s your blind date, Kevin.”

Kevin’s eyes widened, “Crowley?!”

“Hello, Kevin.” Crowley said.

Kevin sat there, dumbfounded. You quickly stepped in, “Listen, Kev. I wouldn’t have set this up if I didn’t think you two would work out. I’ve checked both of your charts (a/n as in their star charts) and you are both very compatible. I really think that you both will come to look back on this day will a fond smile.”

Kevin shifted in his seat. Crowley looked at him. With a final sigh, Kevin agreed.

~2 hours into the date~

Kevin giggled at Crowley’s remark, the wine he took in affecting him and making his cheeks a light pink.

“And that’s when I said ‘We’re besties!’ to Dean.” Crowley finished the story he was telling and Kevin let out a chortle. Crowley looked at Kevin very fondly, his heart fluttering at the prophet’s laugh. Maybe you were right, he was really enjoying this day.

At the end of the night they took a walk together at the lake. When you came to pick Kevin up you saw them share an innocent kiss. You smiled, happy with your work. You were always right.

~2 Years later~

“What do you mean ‘pregnant’?! That doesn’t even make any sense!” Kevin shouted at his fiancé, Crowley.

It’s been two years since their date. It’s been one year since your death. You had been in the middle of a deal when a hunter killed you. Crowley was devastated. Kevin was too. As well as Team Free Will.

Crowley sighed, “My demon physiology allows me to get pregnant. We’ve been over this Kevin. I’m pregnant with your child.”

Kevin was clearly in distress. “I cannot be a father Crowley! I do not want kids, especially not demon kids!”

Crowley was shocked. How could Kevin say something like that? “Then it’s settled. You will not be in my child’s life and this engagement is off. I hope you’re happy.” Kevin’s faced steeled. He stiffened his back and walked straight out of Hell, not looking back.

Sitting on his thrown, Crowley placed his hand on his stomach. “My darling, (Y/N) the second, I will love and protect you for all time.”

And for the first time in a while, Crowley silently wept.

~Fin~

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CROWLEY/KEVIN

CALLED IT. SHIPPING IT. YOU CAN'T STOP ME. 

You and me. Marriage forever Kevin.

5ever, bae. Crowvin always