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Ishman/shubish shots 3 by AleyaAhmad7
Ishman/shubish shots 3
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Just give it a try. And dive into another universe of IshmanπŸ˜‰
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Smutshots of Ishman/Shubish by AleyaAhmad7
Smutshots of Ishman/Shubish
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I don't know what should I give as a description πŸ™‚. It only contained smuts. Top : Shubman Bottom : Ishan
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Still YoursπŸ‚ (Ishman Omegaverse Story) by AleyaAhmad7
Still YoursπŸ‚ (Ishman Omegaverse Story)
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Shubman is an enigma whose life is a storm no one can calm. His omega, though he bore him two children, is whispered to have betrayed him. But did he really? Or is it just a wound that time has refused to heal? Every glance at his children, every shadow in the corners of his home, reminds him of a past he cannot forget. Far away, Ishan Kishan, a quiet, simple omega, has fled the world he once knew. He lives with his child now, seeking peace in the small joys of life. Yet even in this silence, his heart aches with a longing he cannot name. Happiness has always been a stranger to him. And somewhere, in the threads of fate and memory, their lives are drawing closer, pulled by forces neither can control. Secrets, regrets, and unspoken truths hover between them like shadows-waiting to strike, waiting to reveal themselves. The question remains: are they doomed to collide, or can the past finally be laid to rest?
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Eternal Knot πŸ”— by AleyaAhmad7
Eternal Knot πŸ”—
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Ishan clung to Shubman's leg like a terrified kitten. His small hands trembled. His cheeks were red. His voice... broken. "Shub... Shub... don't go. Please. Don't leave me. Don't leave your biwi alone..." He hiccupped, pulling Shubman's shirt desperately. "You are my husband... maa said you are my husband. No husband leaves their biwi. Please don't leave me, Shub..." Shubman forced himself to stand, to walk toward the car. Every step felt like punishment. Ishan staggered after him, crying, voice cracking: "SHUB DON'T GO! DON'T LEAVE YOUR BIWI" And then Shubman heard the small thud his tiny biwi on the ground, arms reaching out for him, sobbing like someone ripped his whole world away "Stop The Car." The vehicle had hardly gone ten meters. Shubman pushed the door . He ran .his heart pounding, breath shaking. Ishan saw him. Tiny legs scrambling, he ran too, stumbling, crying harder. They met in the middle Ishan practically crashed into Shub. Shubman dropped to his knees, hugging him so tightly as if the world was ending. "No husband leaves his partner," Ishan sobbed against his neck. "Shub, don't go. Don't go. Don't leave your biwi..." Shubman's arms wrapped around him with a protectiveness too deep for his age. His voice was low, trembling, raw. "I won't leave you. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not in this life, baby." Lakhwinder stepped closer. "Shubman... he will calm down. You must..." Shubman lifted his head. And for the first time in his life, he defied his father openly. "I am not leaving him." His eyes were dark, steady, unmovable. "Where my biwi is i will be there. even if it is heaven, hell, or graveyard ,I will go there. I will stay there. I will not leave him. Ever." A chill ran through the entire family. They suddenly understood This wasn't childish affection. Not pity. Not guilt. This was something deeper. Something that ran through his veins like destiny carved into bone
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The King & His Apsara by AleyaAhmad7
The King & His Apsara
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"π‘³π’Šπ’•π’•π’π’† π’‡π’π’π’˜π’†π’“! π‘Ίπ’π’π’˜ π’…π’π’˜π’! 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 π’„π’‚π’π’Ž π’…π’π’˜π’!" "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 π’“π’†π’‚π’π’π’š 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 π’šπ’π’–π’“π’”π’†π’π’‡!" 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 π’π’‚π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’†π’… π’ƒπ’“π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•π’π’š 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 π’”π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•π’π’š π’Šπ’ π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆. "π‘Ύπ’‰π’š?π‘ͺ𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒋 π’Œπ’†π’†π’‘ 𝒖𝒑 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’‰π’Šπ’” π’π’Šπ’•π’•π’π’† π’‡π’π’π’˜π’†π’“?" π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’'𝒔 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’‚π’Žπ’–π’”π’†π’Žπ’†π’π’•. "𝑢𝒉, π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 π’„π’‰π’‚π’π’π’†π’π’ˆπ’† π’π’π’˜?" 𝑯𝒆 π’–π’“π’ˆπ’†π’… π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 π’‡π’π’“π’˜π’‚π’“π’…, π’“π’Šπ’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’…π’Šπ’”π’•π’‚π’π’„π’† π’ƒπ’†π’•π’˜π’†π’†π’ π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž π’’π’–π’Šπ’„π’Œπ’π’š 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’†π’π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕. π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’ 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, π’•π’“π’šπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒐 π’ˆπ’“π’‚π’ƒ π’‰π’Šπ’Ž 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 π’”π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•π’π’š 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 π’‚π’ˆπ’‚π’Šπ’. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 π’†π’π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž. π‘―π’Šπ’” π’π’‚π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’•π’†π’“ π’“π’‚π’π’ˆ π’•π’‰π’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 π’”π’–π’…π’…π’†π’π’π’š π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’ 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 π’„π’‰π’‚π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆ.
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Ishman/shubish shots by AleyaAhmad7
Ishman/shubish shots
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nothing just a lazy ass who thinks always about ishman, taekook and bl will write her imagination πŸ™ƒ
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The King's Priyee 🌺 by AleyaAhmad7
The King's Priyee 🌺
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π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’'𝒔 π’π’Šπ’‘π’” π’•π’“π’†π’Žπ’ƒπ’π’†π’…. "𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’šπ’π’–... 𝒔𝒐 π’Žπ’–π’„π’‰, π‘·π’“π’Šπ’šπ’†π’†." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’”, π’‘π’Šπ’†π’“π’„π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’•π’‰π’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’—π’–π’π’π’†π’“π’‚π’ƒπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’•π’š. "π‘―π’π’˜ π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’Šπ’•'𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆?" "𝑰... 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 π’˜π’‚π’“ 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’šπ’π’– π’Šπ’‡ 𝑰 π’Žπ’–π’”π’•," π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’ π’”π’‚π’Šπ’…, π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’† π’“π’‚π’˜, "𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆....𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 π’Šπ’ˆπ’π’π’“π’† π’Žπ’†." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 π’”π’•π’–π’…π’Šπ’†π’… π’‰π’Šπ’Ž 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 π’π’π’π’ˆ, π’”π’Šπ’π’†π’π’• π’Žπ’π’Žπ’†π’π’•. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏, π’„π’‚π’“π’†π’‡π’–π’π’π’š, 𝒉𝒆 π’‚π’”π’Œπ’†π’…, "𝑾𝒉𝒐 π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’ˆπ’Šπ’“π’ π’•π’‚π’π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒐 π’šπ’π’–?" π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’ π’Šπ’π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’„π’•π’Šπ’—π’†π’π’š π’•π’“π’Šπ’†π’… 𝒕𝒐 π’“π’Šπ’”π’† π’‡π’“π’π’Ž π’Œπ’π’†π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ , 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒐𝒏 π’‰π’Šπ’” π’‹π’‚π’˜, 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž π’‡π’Šπ’“π’Žπ’π’š. "π‘«π’Šπ’… 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 π’ˆπ’†π’• 𝒖𝒑?" π‘Ίπ’‰π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’‚π’ π’”π’‰π’π’π’Œ π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅, π’”π’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’Šπ’•π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‚π’–π’•π’‰π’π’“π’Šπ’•π’š π’Šπ’ 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’†. "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 π’”π’•π’‚π’š π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’. π‘¨π’π’”π’˜π’†π’“ π’Žπ’†."
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Raaz-e-ishq πŸ’« by AleyaAhmad7
Raaz-e-ishq πŸ’«
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Shubman fell first, deeper than he ever imagined. After years of guarding his heart, he never thought he could love again. But one classical dancer, with every delicate step and the gentle sound of ghungroos, awakened something in him. His beauty, grace, and devotion captured him completely.
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Ishman/Shubish oneshots 2 by AleyaAhmad7
Ishman/Shubish oneshots 2
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jo aata hai dill mein wohi likh deta hu🫠
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