bearren:

bearren:

“Wands and wings!”

“Rather gaudy things…”

I hope I’m not too late, I saw this going around my dash and I wanted to jump in. 

I wanna draw more of this ahhhh, I love this style. xD

Reblogging this because it’s very relevant to this week’s AU :D

“Dude,” Finn says as he walks through the Fairy World Mega Mall, his eyes wide and his head turning every which way as he takes it all in, “I never knew fairies could shop.”

“Of course we can, Finn,” Blaine says, his wings buzzing in excitement as he passes by familiar places.  ”Oh, Kurt!  The bowtie shop I like is having a sale!”

“Later, Blaine,” Kurt says firmly.  ”I intend to get my 50 off at Alexander McFair, and I am not above putting you in a butterfly net if I don’t.”

Blaine mutters something unintelligible then, but Kurt can’t give any less of a care. He’s completely serious.

“Wow, you’re really serious about clothes and stuff, aren’t you,” Finn points out in surprise.

“Of course I am,” Kurt snaps, looking at Finn like he grew a second head.  He pauses in his path towards Alexander McFair and puts his hands on his hips.  ”Why do you think I dress impeccably?  Or switched my closet with yours?”

Finn takes a moment to turn this over in his head, and he eventually nods, realizing the fact.  Kurt’s learned much about patience since becoming godparent to Finn, and he’s mostly glad that he can handle Finn’s slow pace right now.  Kurt nods as well, before turning at a sharp angle and flying straight toward the giant Alexander McFair store at the end of the mall.

Kurt’s too caught up in the fact that he’s finally at the store to notice Finn disappearing.  He looks around, flying in circles before looking at his husband and frantically asking, “Where is our godchild?”

Blaine furrows his brows, looking around as well.  ”I thought he was with you!”

“I thought he was with you!” Kurt says.  ”Oh god, we lost our godchild in a fairy mall.”

“Don’t worry,” Blaine says, though his face looks skeptical, his eyes darting around and looking for Finn.  ”It shouldn’t be that hard to find - FINN, DON’T GO THERE THAT’S NOT - !”

Kurt turns in alarm to where Blaine’s yelling, pointing straight at the giant teenager where he walks straight into a wall.  Kurt groans quietly, a palm hitting face as he sighs.  He looks longingly into his favourite store, closing his eyes and flying over to Finn where he’s lying on the floor since he walked into the wall.

Blaine’s making sure Finn’s okay by the time Kurt flies over, and Blaine quickly supplies a “He’s okay!  He’s okay!”

“Finn, what were you thinking?” Kurt asks immediately.  Kurt double checks if Blaine’s correct - sometimes, in his haste and anxiety he can miss crucial things - and breathes a sigh of relief when he is.  Finn’s still blinking his eyes open, trying to figure out what happened by the time Kurt asks again, “Finn?”

“Uh - I - uh,” Finn says in a daze, blinking rapidly.  ”The door -“

“That’s not a door, Finn,” Blaine says in a patient voice.

“But, the sign - washroom - gotta pee!” Finn simply says in cuts of words.

“Fairies don’t use doors, Finn,” Kurt says as he tries to help the giant of a teen up. “We poof into rooms, remember?”

Scratching his head, Finn replies, “Right, right.”  When he seems like he’s finally come to, he says, “But I really have to go pee, dudes.”  He looks to the two of them, his head snapping back and forth before beginning to fidget in his place.

“I’ll take him,” Blaine says to Kurt with a smile.  ”You go on and get your 50 off.”

Kurt smiles, clapping excitedly and kissing Blaine on the cheek before leaving the two with a quick, “Maybe I can get you guys something!”

superblyjinn:

here have my lazy traced fairly odd klaine

true note: i thought of this concept when talking to lae because i happened to have watched FoP earlier and there was this part where Cosmo threw all of Timmy’s homework in the air and i thought THIS IS GONNA BE A THING I’M GONNA DRAW LATER.

Kurt flies into Finn’s room, eyes narrowing when he sees the mess of papers scattered around the floor.  Finn and Blaine are playing video games soundly, their backs towards the mess.

“I feel like I don’t want to know what happened here,” Kurt announces, poofing away a pile of papers on the bed so he can sit down.

“Finn didn’t want to work on his homework,” Blaine supplies.  Finn gives out a gruff sound resembling an “uh huh”.

Kurt raises a brow.  “And you decided that the best course of action for this was to mess his room up by scattering his homework everywhere?”

“No,” Blaine says, and Kurt watches as his husband pauses the game and turns towards him.  “Once we gave up, I started showing Finn my old routines from high school.”

Kurt places a palm to his faces.

“Misery?” he asks, already knowing the answer.

“Misery,” Blaine repeats with a nod, turning back to the TV and unpausing the game.

“It was awesome,” Finn pipes up, not missing a beat on the game.  “Blaine taught me how to throw the papers really high up.  And then I started wishing if I could throw em even higher - AND I DID!”