Sincarazss - Sans Titre

AU where the only nightmares Anakin has are about sand ;)

(also, when you totally do not realize your little ones sneaked in your bed and you get smacked, I know the feeling :D)

NEW FANFIC AKISHIN ( akira akao and shin asakura ) ao3

JANNIK NATION WE'RE SO BACK

NEW FANFICTION SHIN AND AKIRA

Tell me that there is someone who saw the flim challengers (with zendaya) and who made a fanfiction version sincaraz Ps: welcome back to the Jannik nation which after + 2 months of absence returns to the field for our greatest pleasure

jannik sinner once again

oh wow look, a uniquely talented well-coordinated multisport athlete‼️

📸: dotdotennis; William West for Getty Images

Bruce Wayne’s son privilege.

oh wow look, a uniquely talented well-coordinated multisport athlete‼️

📸: dotdotennis; William West for Getty Images

Why so serious?

Pairing: Jannik Sinner x f!reader

Summary: After training Jannik wants nothing more than to kiss you, but you can't let that happen under these circumstances.

category: fluff

warnings: none

Author’s Note: this imagine is dedicated to the lovely @soronya 🤗 because of you I have developed a real crush on Jannik and without you I would probably never have written this imagine - I hope you like it 😊 it isn't as romantic as I had intended, but maybe next time (if you like it)

MY M A S T E R L I S T

(not my gif! credits to the owner/creator!)

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A soft smile is on your lips as you watch your boyfriend was engrossed in a long rally. Jannik was in the middle of an intense training session with Stefanos Tsitsipas, both very determined to win this point. You really love to visit and watch his trainings because during the tournament matches you are way too nervous to actually enjoy his tennis, all you can do is nervously knead your hands and sometimes you can't even look at the match properly. So, you really love watching his trainings.

After the boys were done with their training, they did a little handshake at the net and even took a selfie – which Jannik will probably forget to post – you slowly make your way down to the court to your boyfriend.

After you stepped on the court, you feel the summer sun on your skin, and it seemed even hotter on the clay court than in the stands. You squinted against the sun and almost collided with Stefanos, who was heading towards the exit with his bag shouldered.

"Hi Stefanos!" you greet the Greek, who nods at you and smirks: "Hey Y/N! Your boyfriend is really in a good shape right now, I'm already worried about meeting him in the quarter finals!" You couldn't hold back a laugh and waved goodbye to Stefanos, "All the best for your match tomorrow!"

Jannik was sitting on the bench next to the court, putting his rackets back in his bag. “Hello love!” as you pass the cooler, you grab a water bottle and hold it out to Jannik.

His skin was covered in a fine film of sweat, fine red sand stuck to his left forearm.

“Thank you, darling!” his face brightens, he smiles at you, and you immediately feel the butterflies in your stomach. Jannik was just perfect. And he was your perfect boyfriend. You don’t know what you’ve done to deserve him, but you are so thankful to have him. You have never felt so loved, so safe and so happy in your whole life as you did with Jannik. You couldn't help but put your hand to his cheek, his skin was hot under your fingers.

Jannik watched you with a smile, puts his hand over yours and strokes the back of your hand with his thumb to pull you closer with his other arm at the same time. He rises from the bench, wraps his arm around your waist, and he tilts his head to kiss you. Everything in you wanted to feel his lips on yours, yet you determinedly push a hand between you and brace it against his chest: "Wait wait wait! What do you think you're doing?"

Your boyfriend blinks at you in complete confusion: “What do you mean?” his smile became a little insecure.

You don’t answer his question instead you just raised an eyebrow at him but at the same time you wrap your arms around his neck, your fingertips playing with the ends of his hair peeking out from under his white cap.

Jannik looks at you suspiciously for a few moments, his pretty eyes sparkling and actually you want nothing more than to kiss him passionately, but when he finally made another effort to put his lips on yours, you turn your head away, shaking it: "You don't really think I'm going to let you do that, do you?!"

Jannik stares at you in disbelief, you could tell he had no idea what you were talking about. He swallowed hard and chewed on his lower lip while looking at you with question, "Y/N? Are you okay?"

You had never seen your boyfriend so confused and on the one hand you felt really sorry for him, but on the other hand you certainly wouldn't back down in this matter: “I’m definitely NOT kissing you while you’re wearing this!”

Jannik slowly released his embrace and took a step back to have a better look at you: “Wearing what?”, you could tell that he might get a little annoyed, he was tired, sweaty, maybe even a little hungry, and really, he wanted nothing more than to pull his girlfriend to him, breathe in the scent of her beautiful hair, and kiss her gently.   

“You cap!”

“My cap!”

You give the white cap a disapproving look: “Yes, your stupid cap! I’m not kissing you while you are wearing this!”

Jannik immediately started laughing, obviously thinking that you’re joking. But when you don’t join in his laughter, he stops: “You can’t be serious!”

“I’m dead serious, Jannik!”

“Why?”

“Have you ever looked in the mirror?”

Jannik's facial expression made it pretty clear that he had no idea what you were talking about. You take a deep breath, unable to suppress a small smile: “Jannik, my love, what did I tell you: what is the sexiest thing I find about you - besides your smile?”

Jannik frowned and tilted his head: “I don’t know, Y/N? My…my hair?”

You beam at him, nodding in excitement: “Exactly! And, when you wear that cap, can I admire your amazing hair?”

“No?”, he raised an eyebrow and looks down at you, “So, if I take it off, you will kiss me?”

“If you take off this cap, I’ll do even more than just kissing you…” you hadn't even finished speaking when Jannik's white cap sailed onto the red sand, and he presses his lips to yours.