Ahaanpanday Stories

She was a girl with deadlines. He was superstar with headlines. She was supposed to stay invisible. He was born to be seen. They couldn't be more different. Destiny nevers asks for permission before it entangles two lifes. When their lives collide, an "arrangement" is struck. Not love. Not friendship. Something else entirely. Something profitable. Something neither of them can walk away from without losing more than they bargained for. The deal was simple: play along. But nothing is ever simple when egos, secrets, and emotions are at stake. Unwanted? Absolutely. Necessary? More than ever. And somewhere in between... the lines begin to blur. - an ahaan panday fanfiction Started on 21/08/25 Ended on 01/11/25 • for future readers, please vote <3 ©akimazination | 2025

Ishq~ "Ishq karna aasan hai lekin... usse nibhana nhi" She said, tears in her eyes, not of sorrow but of love and the pain of loving someone... ~ "Hamesha tum hi age rhogi ye nhi hai, kabhi harna bhi sikho Ms. Topper.." He said, his voice making her more angry.. ~ "Tum mujhse durr hi rho! samjhe?" She said with anger... ~ "What's Ishq? can you explain me?" He asked her wanting to know the meaning of Ishq.. ~ kya hai Ishq? pata nhi kya hoga, kis mor pe unhe akar rak dega ye ishq? She was depressed and he was broken. can love heal each other? Both were traumatized, but hiding it with a smile. will they be able to heal each other with their warmness? ~ "Saiyaara?" ~ "Taaron ke beech mein ek bhatak ta sitara jo bhag rha hai kuch pane ke liye.. kudh to akela hai par upni chamak se sabki zindagi roshan karta hai.."

𓏸 🪞 ₊﹒ ⟡ ﹙☆̲﹚ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔. ❛ ♡ ─── ahaan panday. 🪷🪔 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 two childhood friends are pushed into an arranged marriage by their parents, only to discover that the line between friendship and desire is far thinner than they imagined. ٬٬ ࣪ ❰ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙳. ❱ ❰ actor!ahaan 𝒙 actress 𝖿!𝗈𝖼 ❱ ❰ © 𝙹𝙺𝙸𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚂 ❱

"No pressure for anything romantic. No intimacy. We do the married couple thing for the families, but behind closed doors, you live your life, and I live mine." Or at least that's what they had planned. Ahaan Panday and Maya Malhotra have always known each other from family gatherings, fleeting glances at events, and passing hellos at each other's homes. But they've never really interacted. That is, until their families decide to bind them in a union that's anything but ordinary. At first, they strike a deal: no romantic pressure, no intimacy, and no expectations. Sounds simple, right? But when the lines between pretending and feeling begin to blur, will the facade hold? With the eyes of the world on them, can Ahaan and Maya navigate the complexities of their new bond, one that may end up being more than just for show?

So apparently the 2 hour 30min movie, uncountable edits and posts were not enough. So here I am, writing a fanfic about my favorite duo ever, Ahaan and Aneet. This is a complete story (no oneshots) and I am really excited to bring this to all of you. This is purely a fiction adapted by the ongoing craze of our babies. (First time writer here, please be kind guys. Love you)

This is a collection of oneshots I would write on Saiyaara because apparently, 2 hours 30 minutes of movie, 7 songs, and endless edits on them are not enough.

This is a blend of Korean and Indian culture. If you're into K-dramas and K-pop, then this might be just for you.

krish and vaani aus.

What happens when a shy and reserved Deshna Sanghvi meets the nation's crush and heartthrob Ahaan Panday. Sparks fly, feelings intensify over time love deepens but what if love is not the only driving force? What if sacrifice, withdrawal from the one love of your life is what is going to keep your love alive? Delve in the story of Ahaan and Deshna as they navigate heartbreak, passion, sacrifice and love.

a look into krish and vaani's forever and ever and ever through the eyes of the people around them.

2hr 26mins of KrishVaani were clearly not enough for me and I wanted more of them So I am doing this for myself.. please suggest me some plots

Krish is brash, hot-headed, arrogant, impulsive and careless. A polar opposite of the sweet, soft-spoken and kind natured girl he has been hanging out with. Their personalities contrast so much that Kv sometimes wonders if Krish is forcing the poor girl to stick by his side like a cute little key chain. A decorative charm hanging onto a leash. He couldn't be more wrong. . . . . . . Smutty one-shots for our favorite couple. Who knew Vaani was such a Freak? (Krish isn't complaining though- )

Aryan Khan and a small town girl meets. Well their worlds are totally different. Can they end up together after all the tragedies they face ? Will destiny bring them together at the end? Well read to find out! 😉

Short stories or one-shots based on Krish-Vaani from the movie Saiyaara, covering their life before and after marriage.

Saiyaara Fan-Fiction. Its an AU movie story based on the same charecters as depicted in trailers and songs. Ahaan Pandey as Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Aneet Padda as Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

The way her eyes widened every time the ball cleared the ropes-it undid me. She thought I didn't notice. She thought she could hide behind that scarf, behind Shreyas's shadow. But I saw. I always saw. And every six was my answer. Shreyas, you can guard her all you want. But you can't erase me. Not from her life, not from her heart. She'll always see me. To the world it was just cricket But to us It was war !

Ahaan Pandey is a charming trouble dressed in perfect white shirts. Being the son of Chikki Pandey a business tycoon & Deanne a fitness expert for all the big stars of bollywood brings him to the world of films and intoxicating privilege. Ahaan slips out of a dull corporate meeting in Delhi, he doesn't expect his life to change in a dusty old bookstore. But a fleeting glimpse of a girl leaves him curious by a single unanswered question: Who is she? Back in Mumbai, he is still haunted by the face he didn't get to see. Mira, 25 years old is a writer, singer, and uncompromising dreamer wants nothing to do with celebrity culture. She's in Mumbai to chase her creative aspirations. The two are from worlds that don't just differ, they collide. When fate brings them together again, it's as rivals in a situation neither of them can walk away from. What begins as verbal sparring and stubborn pride slowly unravels into stolen glances, late-night conversations, and a love neither dared to imagine. But in a world where fame is currency and privacy is a myth, can an ordinary girl and a man in the spotlight hold onto something real? A slow-burn, rivals-to-lovers story set against the Pandey Mansion, film acting, music, poetry, and the chaos of modern-day Mumbai where every encounter might just be a destined moment.

After years and years finally a Bollywood movie has drawn me in, stayed with me and thus I'm compelled to write for the first time. I really don't know how wattpad works and I haven't read many stories so please be kind , although I would appreciate feedback . Also im not really on socials so if you like this ff it would be nice if you could post abt it to let other ppl know.

Just a few cute imaginations of Ahaan and Aneet or Krish and Vaani

They were acting... right? Right?? Ever wondered what really went down when the cameras stopped rolling? This playful collection of one-shots imagining the moments we never got to see-on set, off set, in stolen glances across crowded rooms, late-night texts, shared secrets, and everything that might have bloomed quietly behind the scenes. It's soft (& fluffy), it's a little messy (very), it's wildly speculative (maybe). But sometimes, the best scenes are the ones no one was supposed to see. Completely fictional, totally delusional, and 100% fueled by my need for behind-the-scenes romance.