A collection of Ishman Oneshots Some of them are angst , some of them are fluff , some of them might be spicier (not really sure ). Some of them feature Ishan and Shubman as cricketers , some of them feature Ishan and Shubman as something else in Au's . Some of them are short , some of them are long. Basically it is a collection of random one shots as random as my life decisions. Basically it's just ✨ Chaos ✨

Shubish oneshots because why not. Mainly fluff with a little angst on the side. Ps- I wanted to write like a long story but I lack a good main plot and also the patience, so this will do ig.

Description padhke kya hi kar loge 😮‍💨 jaake story padhlo😗.

ishan was a kid of 3 when he realised. he doesn't have mumma. that's why he is in this house. ORPHANAGE. but before it can affect more he was adopted by a family. LAKHWINDER GILL AND KEART GILL. They loved ishan at first sight. he was a bubbly kid. and oh the way his talks. they decided to adopt him for company of thier 6 year old son ~ Shubman. but it took turns . Shubman was too much fond of that boy. And at the of 13 he knew it was not just love for a kid. it was something more. do read the whole novel.

Just some fluffy, smut, oneshots of Ishman..........

Shubman thought he wanted freedom from his arranged marriage to a pure, small-town boy, but a cruel web of lies pushes his innocent husband to the absolute edge. By the time Shubman realizes what he's broken, it's too late-Ishan has signed the papers and disappeared into the rain. Now, consumed by a fierce, psychotic possessiveness, Shubman drag his husband back into his bedroom, determined to drape him in silk, lace, and an obsession so deep there is no turning back ❤️

A collection of wild Ishman ideas I have been cooking and baking in my mind. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁.☘︎ ݁˖

Peek in guys!!!!!🌸

"𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒓," 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍. "𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆. "𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇! 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 '𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚' 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝒎𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚, 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔.

What starts as a practical arrangement - "just two guys sharing rent, nothing else" - soon turns into something neither of them signed up for. An Ishman story