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☆  Sports Vocabulary List  ☆ 

Aikido あいきどう (合気道)
Archery アーチェリー
(Japanese) Archery きゅうどう (弓道)
Badminton バドミントン
Baseball やきゅう(野球)
Basketball バスケットボール
Bowling ボーリング
Boxing ボクシング
Competitive eating はやぐい (早食い) / おおぐい (大食い)
Cricket クリケット
Croquet クロッケー
Curling カーリング
Cycling サイクリング
Darts ダーツ
Diving ダイビング
Dodgeball ドッジボール
Fishing つり (釣り)
Football フットボール
Golf ゴルフ
Gymnastics たいそう (体操)
Hockey ホッケー
Horseback riding じょうば (乗馬)
Jogging ジョギング
Judo じゅうどう (柔道)
Karate からて (空手)
Kendo けんどう (剣道)
Quidditch クィディッチ
Racquetball ラケットボール
Rugby ラグビー
Running ランニング
Shooting しゃげき (射撃)
Skating スケート
Skiing スキー
Snowboarding スノーボーディング
Soccer サッカー
Softball ソフトボール
Sumo wrestling すもう (相撲)
Surfing サーフィン
Swimming すいえい (水泳)
Table tennis/Ping-pong たっきゅう (卓球) / ピンポン
Tennis テニス
Volleyball バレーボール
Water skiing すいじょうスキー (水上スキー)
Wrestling レスリング

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maybe you play sports and like languages - here’s an easy way to mix your two passions in life. in french : I “do” du/de la (or “practise” (rare)) + activity, ex : je fais du football / de la natation (same for instruments).


has to do with ice :

- alpinisme (m) : mountaineering

- bobsleigh (m) : bobsleigh

- combiné (m) nordique : nordic combined 

- curling (m) : curling

- patinage (m) : artistique : figure skating / patinage de vitesse : speed skating

- saut (m) à ski : ski jumping / skeleton (m) : skeleton / ski (m) de descente (f) / alpin (m) : downhill skiing / ski de fond : cross-country skiing / ski nautique : water skiing

- snowboard : snowboarding

- hockey sur glace (f) : ice hockey


has to do with water :

- aviron (m) : rowing

- canoë (m) kayak : kayaking

- natation (f) : swimming / natation synchronisée : synchronized swimming

- planche (f) à voile (f) : windsurfing

- plongée (f) : diving / plongée en apnée (f) : snorkelling / plongée sous-marine : scuba diving

- voile (f) : sailing

- volley (m) : volleyball

- water-polo (m) : water polo


ouchy-ouch :

- aikido (m) : aikido

- arts (m) martiaux : martial arts

- boxe (f) américaine : full contact / boxe anglaise : boxing / boxe française : kick boxing / boxe thaï : thai boxing

- judo (m) : judo

- karaté (m) : karate

- lutte (f) : wrestling

- self-défense (f) : self defense

- taekwondo (m) : taekwondo


has to do with a ball :

- badminton (m) : badminton

- base-ball (m) : baseball

- basket(ball) (m) : basketball

- bowling (m) : bowl

- foot(ball) (m) : football / soccer / football américain : american football

- hand(ball) (m) : handball

- rugby (m) : rugby

- tennis : tennis / tennis de table : table tennis


inside :

- danse (f) : dancing / danse classique : ballet / danse moderne : modern dancing

- escrime (f) : fencing 

- gymnastique (f) : gymnastics / gymnastique au sol : floor gymnastic / gymnastique rythmique : eurhythmics

- haltérophilie (f) : weightlifting

- musculation (f) : bodybuilding

- ping-pong (m) : ping pong

- squash (m) : squash

- tir (m) : shooting / tir à l’arc (m) : archery


outside :

- athlétisme (m) : athletics / track and field

- course (f) : running / cyclisme (m) : biking

- golf (m) : golf / hockey (m) sur gazon (m) : field hockey

- jogging (m) : jogging

- lancer (m) de disque (m) : discus throw / lancer de javelot (m) : javelin throw / lancer de marteau (m) : hammer throw / lancer de poids (m) : shot put

- marche (f) : walking

- paintball (m) : paintball / pétanque (f) : petanque

- roller (m) : roller-skating / skate (board) (m) : skate boarding

- yoga (m) : yoga


in nature :

- chasse (f) : hunting / équitation (f) : horse-riding

- escalade (f) : rock climbing (escalader, v : to climb)

- moto-cross (f) : moto cross

- parachutisme (m) : skydiving / parapente (m) : paragliding

- pêche (f) : fishing

- randonnée (f) : hiking / surf : surfing

(from the movie 127 hours, which is almost as bad as Buried)(don’t go outside)

astroquestions  asked:

hi, what would you say are the hobbies associated with the signs?

Check out your 5th House and rising sign too! 

Aries: Sports in general but there is an emphasis on boxing, wrestling, martial arts, paintball, laser tag, skydiving, scuba diving, and bungee jumping. Car collecting or auto work, gambling, hunting, fashion, traveling, and working out. 

Taurus: Associated with any sport that is team oriented and usually consist of a large team. Aesthetic arts like painting, interior design, or jewelry making. Cooking, homebrewing, soap, candle, or perfume making, gardening, singing, shopping, collecting items, and playing musical instruments. 

Gemini: Associated with sports like gymnastics, skiing, skating, throwing, tennis, and badminton. Writing, blogging, taking in a lot of media like video games and movies, debating, reading, chess, puzzle games, board games, and if socializing could be considered a hobby. 

Cancer: Is associated with team sports, is associated with ALL artistic hobbies especially drawing, photography, and painting. Cooking, scrapbooking, crafts of all kind/DIY activities, collecting items, sewing, knitting, crocheting, repair work around the house, and homebrewing. 

Leo: Dancing, drama, cheer leading,  gymnastics, fashion, painting, creative writing, movies, T.V. shows, reading, hunting, baton twirling, video games, traveling, gambling, celebrity watching, cosplay, LARPing, and working out. 

Virgo: Golf, skating, badminton, tennis, bird watching, collecting, working out, nutrition, couponing, reading, calligraphy, crafts, knitting, sewing, crocheting, gardening, chess, debating, puzzle games, and board games. 

Libra: Badminton, volleyball, tennis, figure skating, anything aesthetic such as painting or interior design. Fashion, drama, musical instruments, celebrity watching, and is loosely associated with poetry. 

Scorpio: Sailing, scuba diving, paintball, laser tag, flying, skydiving, bungee jumping, racing, para-sailing, swimming, anything artistic especially photography and poetry, fencing, chess, homebrewing, and ghost hunting or anything occult. 

Sagittarius: Hiking, backpacking, fishing, hunting, skateboarding, snowboarding, archery, horseback riding, geocaching, gambling, traveling, running, kayaking, billiards, darts, climbing, disc golf, and amateur astronomy. 

Capricorn: Hiking, mountain climbing/climbing, spelunking, hockey, fossil hunting, metal detecting, antique collecting/hunting, history driven hobbies, collecting items, genealogy, and is HIGHLY associated with working with their hands so hobbies such as pottery, sculpting, candle making, woodworking, jewelry making, metal work, origami, and Lego building. 

Aquarius: Surfing, snowboard, long board, skateboard, hockey, skiing, any “odd” sport, computer programming, amateur radio, amateur astronomy, debating, astrology, anything occult, dog breeding and shows, graffiti, parkour, cosplay, LARPing, yoga, and Tai Chi. 

Pisces: Swimming, surfing, fishing, scuba diving, diving, boating, water-skiing, amateur meteorology, anything artistic especially poetry, painting, and photography, whale watching, video games, movies, reading, and all types of gaming. 

winter vocab in spanish ⛄️

⛄️ invierno (m) - winter 

⛄️ nieve (f) - snow 

⛄️ hielo (m) - ice 

⛄️ copo de nieve (m) - snowflake 

⛄️ frío (m) - cold 

⛄️ muñeco de nieve (m) - snowman 

⛄️ chocolate caliente (m) - hot chocolate 

⛄️ muérdago (m) - mistletoe 

⛄️ campanas (f) - bells 

⛄️ bufanda (f) - scarf 

⛄️ guantes (m) - gloves 

⛄️ chaqueta (f) - jacket 

⛄️ abrigo (m) - coat 

⛄️ botas (f) - boots 

⛄️ orejeras (f) - earmuff 

⛄️ gorra (f) - hat 

⛄️ patinar sobre hielo (v) - to ice skate 

⛄️ esquiar (v) - to ski 

⛄️ andar en trineo (v) - to ride a sleigh 

⛄️ navidad (f) - christmas 

⛄️ papá noel (m) - santa claus* 

⛄️ jánuca (f) -hanukah 

⛄️ menorá (f) - menorah 

⛄️ kwanzaa/cuansa (f) - kwanzaa 

⛄️ día del año nuevo (m) - new year’s day 

⛄️ ¡felices fiestas! - happy holidays! 

 *in all, if not, most spanish speaking countries, the one who brings gifts to the children is el niño jesús (baby jesus)

Esperanto Winter Vocabulary
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Winter - vintro
holiday - festotago
Yule - Julo
Christmas - Kristnasko
Hanukkah - Ĥanuko
Kwanzaa - Kvanzao
solstice - solstico
New Year - Novjaro

blizzard - neĝventego, neĝoŝtormo
snow - neĝo
hail - hajlo
sleet - grajlo
ice - glacio
icicle - glacikonuso, pendoglacio
frost - prujno
snowflake - neĝero
snowman - neĝhomo, neĝviro
snowangel - neĝanĝelo
snowball - neĝbulo
Christmas tree - kristarbo, kristnaskarbo
Christmas lights - kristnaskaj lumoj
Santa Claus - Patro Kristnasko, Sankta Nikolao
elf - elfo
angel - anĝelo
decorations - dekoracioj
ornaments - ornamaĵoj
stocking - ŝtrumpo
wreath - girlando
jingle bells - tintiloj
bell - sonorilo
Christmas carol - kristnaskokanto
candle - kandelo
gift - donaco
Christmas card - kristnaskokarto
party - festo
family - familio
cookies - biskvitoj, keksoj
milk - lakto
hot chocolate - trinkĉokolado
candy cane - dolĉaĵa kano
gingerbread - mielkuko
chestnuts - kaŝtanoj
penguin - pingveno
polar bear - blanka urso
reindeer - rangifero, boaco
sleigh, sled - glitveturilo, sledo
holly - ilekso
mittens, gloves - gantoj
scarf - koltuko
coat - mantelo
hat - ĉapelo
toque - trikita ĉapo
boots - botoj
snowshoes - neĝrakedoj
ice skates - sketiloj
ice rink - sketkampo
figure skating - arta sketado
skis - skioj
hockey - hokeo, glacihokeo
curling - glitŝtonludo
snow shovel - neĝfosilo
snowplow -  neĝoplugilo
quilt - peplomo, plumono
fire place - kameno
slippers - pantofloj
pyjamas - piĵamo

cold - malvarma
freezing cold - frosta
windy - venta, ventoplena
cloudy - nuba
frozen - frostiĝinta
happy - feliĉa
merry - gaja
bright - brila
joyful - ĝoja
silver - arĝenta
gold - ora
red - ruĝa
green - verda
blue - blua
white - blanka

to ice skate - sketi, glitkuri
to ski - skii
to go sledding - glitveturi
to shovel - ŝoveli
to have a cold - malvarmumi
to be sick - esti malsana, malsani
to freeze - frostiĝi
to light a candle - ekflamigi kandelo

It is snowing - neĝas
Happy holidays! - feliĉan festotagojn!
Happy New Year! - feliĉan Novjaron!

* frosto vs prujno - frosto is the freezing cold, like extreme malvarmo, prujno is the actual physical frost, like what you see on your windows.

Yes/no, maybe?

Marriages: no
Divorces: no
Proposals: no
Children: no
Pets right now: yes, 2
Surgeries: no
Tattoos: no
Piercings: no
Shot a gun: yes
Quit a job: no
Ever been on TV: yes
Been to an island: yes
Flown on a plane: yes
Furthest destination traveled: Tanzania
100 mph in a car: yes
120 mph in a car…: no
140 mph in a car: no
Hit a deer: no
Someone cried over you: yes
Fallen in love: yes
Watched someone give birth: no
Watched someone die: Maybe, not 100% sure he was dead.
Been to Canada: yes
Ridden in an ambulance: no
Visited Las Vegas: no
Sang karaoke: yes
Been downhill skiing: no
Been water skiing: yes
Ice skating: yes
Surfing: yes 
Ridden on a motorcycle: yes
Ridden on a horse: yes 
Almost died: yes
Been punched: yes
Ridden in the back of a police car: no
Broken someone’s, heart: yes
Hit rock bottom: yes
Joined a traveling puppeteering club: no?!
Performed in front of a huge crowd: yes
Broken a bone: probably
Made a dream come true: yes

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Auston Mattews - Part 16

Longest post yet, but definitely worth it. 

  

I awake with a start, covered in sweat and my thoughts swirl around the dream I just left, full of slow kisses and rough touches from a boy that I should not be dreaming about. A knock on my door startles me and I realize that was what woke me in the first place.

               “Y/N? Get your butt up, we have a lot of things to do today!” Alex yells from the other side and a moment later I can hear her yelling a similar thing to Auston.

               I groan and roll onto my back, the sun glaring into my room despite the curtains. I untangle myself from the sheets and stagger to my feet and make my way into the bathroom. I turn on the water faucet and splash my face with water, wiping away the last traces of makeup and sleep. Once I get dressed and ready for the day, I head downstairs to the kitchen where Mrs. Matthews is setting the table and Mr. Matthews is finishing up a massive breakfast.

               “Ah, good morning sleeping beauty!” Mr. Matthews says, catching sight of me entering the room and Auston’s head instantly swivels in my direction, I want to ignore him but after last night I can’t bring myself to.

               I give him a shy smile, along with Mr. Matthews and sit next to Auston. I tell myself it’s because it’s the only seat open.

               “Y/N, we are going sledding this morning! There’s a huge hill about a mile away that we can use,” Breyana exclaims, clapping her hands.

               “Oh, fun!” I say, grabbing my glass of orange juice and taking a sip.

               “Then lunch, after that ice skating and skiing for a few of us, and then-,“ Breyana is cut off by Alex shoving a piece of pancake in her face.

               “You don’t get to make the schedule, Breyana,” she says in her typical big sister tone and Breyana scowls at her.

               “What do you mean skiing for a few of us?” I ask as Mrs. Matthews shovels pancakes and eggs onto my plate.

               “Well, Auston isn’t allowed to because the possibility of getting hurt is high, and mom and dad also don’t ski,” Breyana explains, wiping her face with a napkin. “Do you ski?”

               “No,” I shake my head. “I only know how to snowboard. I’m sure they are similar but with my luck I’d break every bone in my body. So you can count me out for that one.”

               Auston shifts next to me, when I look at him I see a grin pulling at his mouth and I can tell he’s plotting something. Alex catches my eye and quirks an eyebrow at me and I’m quick to turn my focus on my pancakes. Does this family ever stop watching me?

               An hour later, Mrs. Matthews is double checking that everyone is warmly dressed, and is trying to put another scarf around Breyana.

               “Mom! I am fine!” Breyana is whining, swatting the scarf away, and earning a stern glare from Mrs. Matthews.

               “You’re not making Y/N wear fifteen layers!” Breyana argues and I roll my eyes.

               “That’s because Y/N is from Michigan, she’s used to the cold and she won’t complain,” Mrs. Matthews snaps right back and Breyana sends a scowl my way.

               “And Breyana doesn’t have me to keep her warm,” someone breathes in my ear and goosebumps erupt on my skin. Before I can even look at him, Auston has already made his way over to Alex, already in conversation with her. How does he do that?

               “Alright, there’s three snow mobiles in the barn, so you four decide who you’re riding with,” Mr. Matthews says, putting on his gloves and opening the slider door for everyone.

               I instantly grab Breyana’s hand and pull her to my side.

               “Hey!” She complains and tries to wiggle out of my grasp.

               “Nuh uh, you’re riding with me,” I say to her and drag her with me, past Auston and Alex who are watching us with amused grins.

               “But,” Breyana starts to complain and I silence her with a look.

               “You wanna ride with someone who hasn’t ever drove one before?” I ask her, this makes her put on a thoughtful expression.

               “No…” she says after a moment and the excitement comes back to her face.

               “Exactly, we will be the first ones there,” I whisper conspiratorially.

               “How do you know where to go?” A voice asks behind me and I glance back to see Auston right behind us.

               “I planned on following that sign right there that says sledding hill this way,” I reply sweetly, batting my eyelashes at him.

               “Smartass,” he scowls at me.

               I wink at him and turn my attention back to Breyana.

               When we throw open the doors to the barn, I quickly take stock of the snow mobiles and quickly drag Breyana to the fastest one.

               After making sure that Breyana has her helmet on properly so that Mrs. Matthews doesn’t have a heart attack, I make her hug me around the waist and pull the throttle, speeding out of the barn before the others have even gotten their helmets on.

               There’s a strange sense of freedom that comes with driving one, especially when there is nothing in your way. I can hear Breyana squealing and screaming with excitement as we rocket across the frozen ground and I soon find myself doing the same. We reach the hill, complete with a set of stairs that lead all the way to the top within a few minutes, so I take Breyana around in a few circles until we see the others in the distance.

               We pull to a stop and Breyana groans, complaining that she wants to keep going.

               “We will have plenty of time for it later, Bre,” I help her take off the helmet as we wait for the others, her pout firmly in place.

               I spot a shed at the bottom of the stairs and open the door to find several inner tubes to slide down the hill on. I drag out six and stack them by the stairs, by now the others have arrived. I wait patiently at the bottom but Breyana grabs her own and starts up the stairs.

               “My goodness, how fast did you get here?” Alex asks once she reaches me, her cheeks already pink from the cold.

               I just shrug and quickly grab my own tube, Mrs. Matthews within ear shot with a stern look already on her face.

               The next couple hours are a blur of laughing, snow and the occasional shy smile. After lunch, we head to a small frozen pond, ice skates in tow. I have been dreading this all day. I haven’t skated since I was fifteen years old when I fell in front of an entire junior team. Everyone sits on the snow covered benches and starts lacing their skates. I take the pair Mrs. Matthews hands me and take a seat next to Alex, trying to watch how she laces them.

               She finishes quickly and leaves me struggling on the bench alone, as she takes her sister by the hand and they head out onto the ice. I stare at my skates in confusion and I’m about to fake being sick when someone kneels in front of me.

               “Need some help?” Auston asks, smiling up at me.

               “Actually I was just about to fake being sick so I could get out of this,” I mutter, embarrassed.

               “Do you not skate?” He asks, reaching out and undoing the pathetic job I had been working so hard on.

               “Not at all. My dad tried to teach me so many times and the last time I tried I fell in front of an entire team of boys my age and wanted to die,” I reply, watching his fingers move effortlessly across my skates.

               “None of them offered to teach you?” He asks, sending a grin up at me.

               “No, why would they do that?” I ask, frowning at him.

               “I think any teenage, hormonal boy would look for any excuse to hold your hand,” he says, looking back down at my skates and getting back to work.

               “Aren’t you still a teenage boy?” I raise an eyebrow at him.

               “Exactly,” he says, smirking up at me and I blush.

               “Like I said last night, pervert!” I snap at him and then remember being in my room, crying and him comforting me through the wall and I instantly soften. I raise my eyes from his hands and study his face instead. Why would he put so much effort into comforting me, especially after the teasing last night in the hot tub?  And on top of that, why didn’t he mention it this morning?

               Auston seems to feel my gaze and glances up at me, not saying anything. We stare at each other in silence, forgetting the others who are zooming around on the ice giggling and making fun of each other. I want to thank him, but I can’t think of a single way to say it out loud. Instead I slowly reach out my hand, brushing his cheek gently with my bare fingers, wiping away a melted piece of snow and hope he understands. His head tilts into my hand slightly and I faintly smile.

               “All done,” he says quietly and I lower my hand from his face. I break our gaze and look down at my perfectly tied skates.

               “Fantastic,” I mutter, dreading the next hour.

               “Come on, I’ll help you,” Auston says and gets to his feet, holding his hand out to me. I eye it for a moment and then realizing I have no choice, take it, letting him help me down to the pond.

               Auston doesn’t let go of my hand once he takes his first step onto the ice and I hesitate before following. I cling to his hand with both of mine, my legs locking up like a baby colt.

               “Relax, Y/N,” Auston says, his other hand coming to my arm. “Just do what I do.”

               He pulls me with him, skating backwards, while I try to mimic his steps.

               “That’s better!” He says, laughing.

               “Are you laughing at me?” I demand.

               “Yes,” he says without hesitating and I scowl at him which makes him laugh harder. “You are doing better, just take longer strides and kind of widen your stance, here.” He stops us and puts his knee between mine, pushing them farther apart.

               I try to concentrate and do as he says, I take a stride and to my surprise, I don’t topple over.

               “There we go!” He exclaims and within ten minutes I don’t have to hold onto him anymore, but that doesn’t mean I let go.

               I spend the next hour going from person to person, refusing to skate on my own. I mostly find myself with either Alex or Auston, both of them patient enough to go my speed and it gives me an excuse to hold Auston’s hand. When Mrs. Matthews says she’s had enough, we all follow her off the ice.

               Breyana and Alex are set on going skiing a few miles away at a resort. They offer for me to come with and snowboard, but I shake my head.

               “No, I think I’ll go back to the hill and sled a bit more, or go back to the hot tub,” I tell them, sliding my boots back on.

               Alex and Breyana climb onto a snowmobile and take off towards the resort after saying goodbye and Mr. and Mrs. Matthews get onto theirs, heading back to the house. Which leaves Auston and I standing there awkwardly.

               “Well, I guess that means I’m going with you,” he says after a moment and climbs onto the remaining snow mobile, taking the driver’s seat.

               “If you’re going with me then you sit in back,” I snap at him, gesturing for him to move back.

               “What? Why?” He asks, a perplexed look on his face.

               “Because I’m driving,” I say, walking towards him and again gesturing for him to move.

               Auston raises his eyebrows at me and doesn’t move.

               “If you don’t move, I’ll find a way to make you,” I challenge, crossing my arms.

               “I highly doubt that,” Auston laughs and I bite my lip.

               I grab his helmet from the back seat and step up to him. He eyes the helmet warily and I gently put it on him, strapping it and adjusting his visor. Auston remains silent the whole time and while I can’t see his face because of the helmet, I know he’s watching me.

               I then place my own helmet on and take a breath. Putting my foot on the snow mobile, I slowly place my other leg on the opposite side, effectively straddling the seat but also placing me directly in front of Auston with very little room between us. I slowly lower myself onto the seat, or Auston’s lap, whatever way you want to look at it. Just like I imagined, I meet solid muscle and Auston doesn’t budge, so I’m wedged between him and the handle bars.

               Auston’s hands are still on the handle bars, so I reach out and pry his fingers off before grabbing his wrists and placing them around my waist. Now that he has no leverage besides his weight, I push my butt back, although I didn’t exactly plan on my butt being positioned right in front of his hips. I ignore all thoughts of that and slowly I make progress, he scoots back just enough that I can slide off his lap and onto the seat itself.

               Thoroughly pleased with myself, I turn the ignition on and shift into gear. Auston remains silent the whole time, but the fact that his arms are still tight around my waist is enough for me to know I didn’t overstep any boundaries and I rocket the sled forward.

               We reach the hill again and I quickly jump off, removing my helmet. Auston stays sitting and removes his helmet slowly, his eyes are on me and again are incredibly dark, but still he says nothing.

               “Well, you can stay down here if you want, I’ll be up there,” I say cheerfully, pointing at the stairs.

               I go to the shed and retrieve an inner tube, sending another smile back at Auston, who has at least finally gotten off the sled. I start up the stairs and once I get halfway I glance back to see Auston following behind me a ways back, his own tube in hand.

               I look forward again, hiding my smile. I reach the area where we all started out at and decide to at least wait for him. Once he reaches me he doesn’t look at me, instead his attention is caught by a bush at the end of the stairs. He nudges it with his foot and to my surprise, he reveals more stairs behind it.

               Auston finally meets my eyes and nods towards the stairs, silently asking me. I hesitate a moment and then decide to go for it. I step over the bush and start up the stairs, which I can now see leads to another landing much farther up the hill.

               When I reach the new landing, I’m completely out of breath. I try to hide it at first but when Auston joins me I can hear his breathing as well and don’t feel as bad.

               He still hasn’t said a word to me and it’s starting to make me anxious. I look at him and find him already looking at me, and again I can see him thinking.

               “What?” I ask after a moment, his gaze making my uneasy.

               Instead of answering me, he steps forward so he’s directly in front of me, inches from my face. He tilts his head towards mine and I don’t know what to think or what to do. He leans down and before I can do anything he pulls my inner tube out of my hand.

               “What are you doing?” I ask, looking down at his hand now around my ride down the hill.

               Again he ignores me and without stepping away from me, his face still inches from mine, he throws my inner tube down the hill.

               “Auston!” I yell, my mouth falling open. “What are you doing?”

               “Doing exactly what you are doing to me,” he finally responds.

               “And what’s that?” I snap, crossing my arms in front of my chest and glaring at him.

               “Driving you crazy,” he breathes at me and I am speechless. He doesn’t move from his position right in front of me and I refuse to move either. I continue glaring at him and he continues to give me his dark-eyed look.

               Unable to take the silence I speak first.

               “Well you did a fantastic job at it,” I snap, gesturing at my inner tube which has now made its way all the way down to the base of the hill.

               “Thank you,” Auston says and finally takes a step back and I can finally breathe again. “Now, let’s go,” he adds, setting his tube down and settling himself down on it.

               “Excuse me?” I ask, going to his side.

               “Let’s go,” he repeats and gestures his lap.

               I splutter, unable to find any words to throw at him.

               The seconds tick by and Auston glances at his pretend watch on his wrist. I scoff at him and roll my eyes.

               “Come on Y/N, I thought you wanted to go sledding,” Auston says, his tone teasing and I want to smack him.

               “You are a despicable human being,” I snap, and step closer, wondering how I’m supposed to do this gracefully.

               “Thank you,” Auston replies, and holds out his hand to help me. “Allow me.”

               I throw him a filthy look and ignore his hand, I take a deep breath and try not to think too much about the boy sitting beneath me as I lower myself down and sweep my leg across him, settling down onto his lap.

               “Ah, see how easy that was?” Auston asks, his mouth right by my ear.

               “Shut up,” I grumble at him and his body vibrates beneath me as he laughs.

               He somehow shimmies us to the edge of the landing.

               “Ready?” He asks, again his breath tickles the side of my face. Unable to speak I just nod.

               Auston pushes us off and we shoot down the hill, our combined weight making us go much faster than before. I can’t help but squeal in delight as we fly down the hill. However, our combined weight makes it much harder to maneuver the tube down the hill and we hit a snow drift halfway down. We go sideways for a moment before we roll off, both of us unable to hold on.

               We roll over each other several times before coming to a stop, me on top of him, our legs and arms a tangled mess. We breathe heavily for a moment, both of us unsure what happened until we bust out laughing. I realize I’m still hovering over him and quickly roll to my side but he follows me, me now on my back and him on his side right above me.

               “Plan worked better than I thought it would,” he mutters, staring down at me. The back of my head is cold and I realize my hat fell off somewhere, my hair is splayed around me but I don’t mind. I stare up at him, my eyes going from his eyes to his mouth and back again, my body completely frozen.

               Auston stares back, his eyes staying on mine. Something in the air changes and just like in his car a few nights back, there’s electricity around us, just waiting for that spark. My breathing picks up and I don’t even feel embarrassed, too focused on his mouth. With my heart pounding against my ribs I’m positive he can feel it.

               Very slowly he leans down, giving me plenty of time to pull away. I don’t. Auston’s lips touch mine and everything in my body comes to life, a deep warmth touching every nerve and cell of my entirety. He moves his lips gently against mine before pulling away slightly, my eyes flutter open and I can’t help but smile. Auston seemingly reassured by my smile, leans back down again, this time when his lips touch mine he doesn’t hesitate.

               His lips press against mine roughly, the tip of his tongue asking for permission. I willingly open to him and marvel at his taste, a mixture of honey and something sweet, like he just ate some type of fruit. It’s intoxicating, nothing like I expected and I instantly crave more. My hand moves behind his head, slipping his hat off so I can bring my hand to his hair.

               His free hand moves to my neck and then up to my face, cupping my cheek gently. I find myself responding more enthusiastically than I intended and when we finally break apart we are both gasping for breath.

               Auston is the first to speak, his face still inches from mine.

               “Remind me again, what was that setting on the hot tub?” He asks seriously and I laugh, putting my hand behind his head again and pulling his mouth back to mine, effectively ending all conversation.

               After a more thorough examination of each other’s mouths, Auston turns his attention to my jaw and neck. I arch my neck giving him better access and tangle my fingers in his hair, my breathing uncontrollable. My eyes flutter open again and instantly fall upon one of the few stars that have already appeared in the sky, only this time I don’t feel like running and my eyes close once again.