Ive been working out how to mimic pencil with photoshop, and this is sorta the result of that. It’s not perfect yet, but Zevran’s face is always fun to draw anyway. I used a couple of Disney concept works as reference (mostly Flynn Rider, admittedly).
Pairing: Dean x short!Reader, Sam x friend!Reader Word count: 2,566 Warnings: Swearing, slight angst, oral (both receiving), smut Request: Anonymous. Hi again, I had sent a request for a dean x reader one shot but was informed that Mel hadn’t returned yet. I see that she has and Im glad she’s doing better. 😊. If shes taking requests my request was for a story where the reader is short ( like 5'1") and she has a crush on Dean. She overhears him at a bar one night flirting with the waitress and he says that “he likes tall girls”. Of course the reader is heartbroken. With some fluff and a little smut please. Thank you and so glad you are back.
Pulling your hair up, you laughed. “I’m serious.” Sam smiled. “He screamed this high pitched scream, looking completely terrified. It was a damn cat.” You were cracking up at the expense of your long time crush- Dean. “You know what he says right after?” You shook your head, trying to breath. “He looks at me, this weird smile, and goes ‘that was scary!’” He did his best to mimic Dean’s voice. That made you laugh even harder. He was telling you funny stories, trying to distract you from his brother. Sam knew about your crush, and didn’t want you getting hurt when you saw him off being well…Dean.
“Wow.” You breathed when you could finally talk again. “I wish I had been there.” Hearing Dean’s voice, you furrowed your brows. Glancing around, you spotted him not far off with a waitress.
He was leaning on the table she was clearing, that smirk on his face. “Oh, I like tall girls, sweetheart.” His green eyes looking up and down her long, sleek body. He licked his lips unconsciously, something that you knew he really did when he saw someone he wanted to sleep with.
Turning away, you downed your beer. “Another?” You asked Sam.
“I’ll get them.” He gave you a sad smile, slipping off his stool and heading towards the bar.
Leaning on the heel of your left palm, you played with a napkin, simply staring at it. There was no joy in your face, and you were trying not to tear up. Afterall, it was just a silly crush, and now you knew that he’d never be attracted to you, right? You were far from tall. Hell, you barely were past five feet tall! Letting out a breath of air, your chest ached as if being crushed.
You heard feet, and the slight scraping of the stool near you, but didn’t look up. “Hot damn.” You heard Dean’s voice, and knew he had a cocky grin on his face. “That is a fine lady, and I got her number.” He gloated.
Without a word, you got up and walked out, wiping your cheek. Pulling out your phone once you were outside, you texted Sam.
Going to my room. See you in the morning. I’m sorry, I couldn’t listen to him brag about scoring her number…
Hitting send, you shoved your phone in your back pocket.