Whenever I feel sad I think of all those little kids that read Rick Riordan’s books and are able to find themselves in those characters and I think of all those little kids that will grow up with this amazing range of diversity in their favorite book characters, in their heroes, and I feel a little more hope for the future.
I know it's only been a few hours but where is our cockles arm wrestling fic, with some witty banter and the winner gets a blowjob
“Babe, check Misha’s Twitter,” Danneel calls from the kitchen.
“I’m a little busy right now!” Jensen shouts back as he buttons a onesie over Arrow’s belly.
“It’s really important!” Danneel argues.
Jensen rushes with Zeppelin’s diaper and onesie and then sets the twins in their cribs. They’re good sleepers, so they don’t require too much attention at bedtime. Still, Jensen sits close by while they fuss, and pulls out his phone.
He scrolls aimlessly through Misha’s Twitter wondering what he’s supposed to be looking for when suddenly his thumb freezes right over a picture of his friend in a tight black t-shirt. Jensen immediately brings the phone closer to his face and zooms in on Misha’s chest.
“Fuck,” he says under his breath.
His eyes nearly bug out of his head when he sees the video of Misha wrapped around a poll with his pecs popping. He just saw the guy a month ago, how could he have possibly gotten so jacked in that short of a time.
Once the twins are out cold, Jensen sneaks out of the room and finds Danneel and J.J. in the kitchen. He goes up behind Danneel and puts his hands on her hips.
“Did you know he looked like that?” he whispers in her ear.
“He told me he’s been working out a little more, but I guess he was underselling himself. Are the twins down?”
“Yeah, they’re good.” He pulls the baby monitor out of his back pocket and sets it on the counter. “I’m not gonna see him until San Diego.”
“Aw babe, I’m sorry. That’s a long time to wait before you get to squeeze those biceps.”
Jensen moves away from Danneel, leans back against the counter and watches J.J. filling in a coloring book at the kitchen table.
“Oh my god, Jensen, we can have sex tonight if it’ll make you feel better.”
He rolls his eyes. “I’m fine. I just–he just–he should’ve told me he was working out. It would’ve been nice to, you know, be prepared or whatever.”
Danneel bursts out laughing but quickly covers her mouth to keep quiet. Their house might be big, but the twins always wake up at the sound of their parents’ voices.
“What’s funny, Mommy?” J.J. asks, turning around in her chair to look between the two of them.
“Nothing, sweetie, Daddy just made a funny joke. It’s almost time to get ready for bed, OK?”
“A month. A fucking month,” Jensen mutters under his breath.
So Ear Biscuits got released at midnight eastern time last night, and my trusty podcast app, Overcast (not a sponsor, but seriously, best podcast app ever), immediately downloaded it for me and gave me a notification for it as I got in bed. I caved and listened to the first few seconds just to see if it really was the episode or if it was I don’t know, a blank file? This is what I heard.
The episode that was released about 20 minutes AFTER this one does not start like this. I recorded all the way to the actual episode opener, though my version doesn’t have the intro music playing over it.
Sorry about the audio quality, I tried to reduce the noise as much as possible. What you’re listening to is a recording of my phone playing a recording, so there was only so much I could do. But it’s worth a listen just to hear an innuendo-laden exchange between Rhett and Link involving soft and hard sticks.