𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚, "𝑯𝒖𝒎 𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏... 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏." 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆. "𝑷𝒉𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒋𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏..." 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓, 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚. "𝑲𝒚𝒖𝒌𝒊 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒂𝒑 𝒉𝒐..." "𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒉 𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒊 𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒒𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒊." Tropes: 1. 90s theme 2. Zamindar x simple person whose life was basically cursed 3. Healing something he didn't break 4. Soft romance 5. Classical dancer Ishu (my fav😭) 6. Hindu x Sikh 7. Sad plots mainly 8. Definitely happy ending ( I hate sad ending 😑) 9. My story Shubman is always green flag 😌🍃 10. Village theme

Short stories on Ishman and other ICT ships that I like. | primarily: Ishan Kishan x Shubman Gill | Requests are open!

LITTLE MUFFIN Being wanted by a monster is the biggest misery a person can have. He's ruthless, cruel, risky... a maniac. Accurate epitome of a walking danger. His motives are darker than a curse. I want to run away from him, as far as possible, but he won't let me. Even if I try to, he comes after me. He's doing certain things to my heart, and I'm always left in a mayhem. I want to get rid of him, but something tells me, that it's not in my hand anymore.... because I'm the one who let him in my life. THE PREDATOR He's ethereal, beautiful just like a dream. Like the ray of sun after a heavy fall. When he first looked at me with those immensely radiant eyes, I felt something I never felt before. I almost believed my heart only worked to breathe, and didn't consume any kind of human feelings. But, just his one gaze was enough to bring out the soft, as well as the animalistic side in me. This feeling of consuming him whole just never leaves me. I want to be those dark clouds who devours this sunshine, so that I can keep him only for myself, and I will do it.

love is endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it . Top and bottom i can't decide now....will be switch in chapters find yourself if you like the chapters or not...i will try my best. so yeah enjoy. 18+ ishan kishan and shubman gill (the main characters)

Just a cute, fluff ISHMAN story

Mumbai never sleeps. Neither does crime. Neither does heartbreak. When IPS Officer Shubman Gill gets transferred to Mumbai, the city welcomes him with flashing cameras, political pressure, and one strict rule- > Never lose control. At twenty-nine, Shubman is known as the officer who never makes mistakes. Disciplined. Calculated. Untouchable. People see a perfect man. A future commissioner. A man who will someday marry a "perfect woman." What nobody knows- Shubman Gill has spent years hiding the truth about himself. And then... he walks into "Live Your Dream" café. A place full of noise, music, coffee, and one dangerously beautiful waiter- Ishan. Tattooed arms. Silver anklet chain brushing against his skin. Waist chain shining whenever his shirt lifts slightly. Sharp tongue. Reckless smile. Divine aura that makes people stare twice. Openly gay. Completely opposite of Shubman. And worst of all? He refuses to respect the IPS officer everyone fears. --- "Coffee," Shubman said coldly. Ishan leaned closer with a mocking smile. > "Order coffee then, officer saab. Why are you staring at me like I committed a crime?" That was their first meeting. And from that moment- they became enemies. But destiny has its own cruel games. The more Shubman tries to stay away... the more Ishan crashes into his life. Late-night arguments. Unexpected protection. Hidden jealousy. Eyes lingering too long. Feelings neither of them can control. For the first time in his perfectly controlled life- Shubman Gill falls in love. With a man he was never supposed to love. But destiny laughs again. Because the woman chosen as Shubman's future wife is- Sara Iyer. The same conspiracy that destroyed Ishan's childhood... separated him from his family... and forced him into a lonely hostel life far away from Delhi. Now fate stands before them like a cruel joke. The man Ishan loves... is about to become his brother-in-law One loves openly. One hides everything.

idk,I just think about random ishman scenarios these are those.

if you know me you know which type of oneshot you're going to have..

Behind the locked door lived a boy. But no one was allowed to speak his name. Ishan-18, hidden, royal blood-has never seen the world beyond stone walls and silence. He is the empire's most dangerous secret. A boy born to rule, yet shackled by power-hungry men. Shubman-19, curious, adopted-was raised by the general to follow orders, not ask questions. But the locked door in the east wing? It whispers to him. Pulls at him. And when it finally opens... everything changes. A prince in chains. A soldier without a name. And an empire waiting to burn or be rebuilt. What happens when the caged heir is finally set free? Read to know more ✨

Five years ago, Ishan Kishan did the bravest and stupidest thing of his life-he left the man he loved. He broke his own heart, disappeared, became the first Omega ACP in India, raised a five-year-old daughter who thinks she runs the government, and convinced himself that moving on was a real thing people actually did. Spoiler: it was not. Now life is simple. Catch criminals. Ignore society. Survive his mother Kavita's lectures. Pack Aaruhi's school tiffin. Pretend he does not still think about one certain arrogant cricket star. Very manageable. Until Mumbai happens. And unfortunately, so does Shubman Gill. India's cricket prince. National heartthrob. Walking ego in expensive shirts. Possessive Alpha. Professional menace. Also, Ishan's first love. Biggest regret. Personal headache. When death threats force ACP Ishan Kishan to become head of security for the Indian cricket team, he expects danger. He does not expect Shubman looking him in the eye and deciding, very calmly, that losing him once was enough. Now there is unresolved love, old wounds, too much chemistry, one extremely observant child, and a dangerously shameless Alpha who keeps looking at him like "running away again" is no longer an available option. Between handcuffs and heartbeats, duty and desire, and a past that refuses to stay buried, some loves do not end. They just wait. And Shubman Gill? He has waited long enough.