The Passions We Ache For

Title: Load the Chopper, Let it Rain (part 1)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Infinite
Summary: Sometimes, bad guys are the only good guys.

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Title: Be Mine
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Infinite
Summary: Sometimes, bad guys are the only good guys.

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Bonus:

Sungyeol: I was just thinking, what if you'd actually died and turned into a zombie? We'd have a zombie thief! That would be pretty cool and ow! Dammit Jjongie stop biting me!

Title: Go Nowhere
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Infinite
Summary: Sometimes, bad guys are the only good guys.

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Title: Last Romeo
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Infinite
Summary: Sometimes, bad guys are the only good guys.

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Title: Fool Me Three Times, Fuck the Peace Signs (part 3)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Infinite
Summary: Sometimes, bad guys are the only good guys.

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Title: I Need a Hero
Rating: G
Characters: Tony Stark, Bruce Banner
Summary: Tony has PTSD. In comes Bruce.

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Title: Steve Doesn't Belong (Until He Does)
Rating: G
Characters: movie!Avengers
Summary: Well, the title pretty much says it all.
A/N: SO MANY FEELS I CAN'T EVEN THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS I GUESS.

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I Remember living in Taiwan and dying for eggnog at Christmas. I guess it's just one of those things you are conditioned to expect in the States: eggnog at Christmas, candy at Halloween, fireworks during Fourth of July, cards on Valentine's Day...

In Taiwan, eggnog is unheard of. And they don't have the "right" candy for Halloween (not that they really celebrate it). I remember rampaging through stores for 100 Grand and 3 Musketeers and Tootsie Rolls, and it was generally a lost cause. I had to rely on family and friends to send me packages of such contraband.

But, I do think it's strange that I expect eggnog once the holiday season starts, considering I grew up in Southern California. It doesn't really get cold enough for eggnog, to be honest. But then, I also think that autumn means pretty red leaves and winter means snow - two things that don't actually happen around here, but every school and commercial has drilled into my head that it's what to expect. Realistically, all autumn means around here is shorter days, and sometimes it rains in the winter.

It'd be nice to one day experience the seasons and holidays as I've been conditioned to experience them. To watch the leaves change and fall, to play in the snow, to sit in front of a roaring fireplace and roast chestnuts. Until then, I will have to settle for celebrating with Starbucks.

......this disjointed piece brought to you by too much coffee and Starbucks.

I Remember when I got my driver's license. It was two weeks after I had failed my first driving test for not anticipating people crossing the street. The second time around, there weren't any people wandering about, so I didn't have that problem.

Getting my driver's license wasn't a big deal because I didn't have a car, nor were my parents going to let me drive theirs. The only reason I got it at age 16 was because in America, getting your license is practically a right of passage. It's the first major age milestone of an American teen's life. Sure, before that you turned thirteen and became a "teen," but that didn't really come with any special legal privileges. Turning sixteen, getting your license, meant you were just that much closer to becoming an adult. And when you're sixteen, becoming an adult is a very important thing.

I think America is also one of the few countries that is truly defined by driving. Needless to say, outside of major metropolitan areas, public transportation in America still leaves much to be desired, so driving is still the best way to go. But there's the concept of driving, as well. The fact that you're in charge of your own little ship, cruising towards your destination with the freedom to stop and go as you please...it meshes well with the American concept of freedom. And that's probably why America will remain a driving-dominated nation for a long time to come, despite the fact that public transportation is becoming more popular (and hello, it's better for the environment).

Why operate on someone else's time table? Pedal to the metal, baby.

But really, there is something to be said about the freedom of the open road. I don't mean the hours you can spend stuck in traffic, inching forwards and getting excited over the fact that the last gap allowed you to move up ten whole feet! That aspect of driving is horrible and always will be.

But when you're behind the wheel of a good car, and you've got good music blaring from the speakers, and you've got a clear highway ahead of you...driving feels pretty damn good. It's probably the closest we ever get to feeling "frontier spirit" anymore. And those times, you can't imagine ever giving up driving for trains, bikes and walking.

Driving's just one of those things you wish you could quit.