"Get up, catch the bus, go to work, eat chips..."

[allfireburns]

I'm about to go to work now, but real quick!

Coming home to happy things after work would help a lot.

So... spam me, please?

With happy pic spam, or fic recs (my definition of "happy" for fics is odd - basically, good fic, even if it's angsty), or drabbles, or links to happy things... Throw them at me in this post, please?

Could use it very much.

♥

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[imperfect_tense]

There were worst places to wake up than in the bed of your rival, Walter reflected. A deserted alleyway, Lubyanka Prison, or the floor of Freddie's room... all things considered, he'd come out on top in this thing.

He shifted carefully, not wanting to wake Molokov. But the KGB agent was already awake, he saw, and smirking.

"What?" Walter hated that look - mostly for what it did to his stomach.

"Nothing," Molokov answered lazily. He pulled Walter close to him, ignoring his feigned sounds of protest. "I was only thinking how pleasant it is to wake up this way."

[allfireburns.livejournal.com]

*Squees at them. A lot*

[imperfect_tense]

They make me so happy, especially when they have little moments like this.