Historias de Shubish

We all stressed up for our future right? some decide their future themselves while other's what their parents tell them to do so. Well what will going to happen when a nerdy boy meet a backbencher? How things will change for him ? Will they ever be able to friends even? Its an Ishman fic.

Translated . Ajeeb ishq , ajeej Aashiq - Strange love , Special lover Warning: It's a ff , imaginary story so kindly take it as one . And please read the tags clearly

The captain made him an offer. Ishaan took it. Now his body isn't his own. He can't complain, he signed it. Thats his fault now, isn't it? Mayank knows. Same monster, different name. Same broken love. They meet in stolen hours. Bruised wrists. Tired laughs. And the terrifying truth: The dressing room has secrets. But what are they? Warning ⚠️: TOXIC, PHYSICAL-EMOTIONAL ABUSE, VIOLENCE, COERCED SEX.

So.... New Ishman Book.... go just read .....

my povs of shubman and ishan 😌✨

oneshots of my favorite ship!! 1) Barat 2/2 2) The catch 2/2 3) The groom and the warrior 3?/3 4) Shubman in Bihar 5) The perfect blood 2?/2 6) The omega opponent 5?/5 7) Wo kon tha . . . Requests are welcomed. . . . Disclaimer: this is completely based on imagination and has nothing to do with reality and real world people. be respectful.

"I Fell first!I was all alone drowning in that sea of feeling"- said Ishan. " But I fell harder Ishan!And the irony is I know I have to sink down "-Said Shubman This story is about both realising their right person in a very wrong time.

Ummm......... read you will get to know eventually 😁🤭

Mafia king shubman Gill married to a little space boy ishan kishan Ishan was : handsome, rich, little space boy, kind, friendly with everyone shub was: handsome, rich, cricketer, CEO, mafia king, powerful, strong, muscular it was a bl if you feel unwell with this kindly don't read and no hates cuz this story is purely a friction warning: maybe 18+ content used it's just a alert but I know no one gonna follow it

ishman ff boy×boy boy pussy first ff Top shubman gill Bottom ishan kishan

A cricketing genius, Shubman Gill, who left the love of his life, Ishan, behind as he made his dreams come true, breaking all their promises and Ishan's heart. Now, years later he has come back to fulfil all his promises and claim his rightful place next Ishan. __________________________________ Watch out for grammatical errors guys.

Shubman has a secret no one knows ,not even his best friend Ishan. One heart loves him softly. The other is willing to destroy the world to keep him. Ishan thinks he's falling for one man... when he's really falling for two.

An ODI series won, a secret relationship barely surviving, and one teammate questioning every life choice that brought him here. All it takes is one victory dinner, a few stolen smiles, and two idiots in love forgetting they're supposed to keep a secret.

uhmmm.... When a north indian meets south indian 👉🏻👈🏻 Delhi guy× Malayali guy👀💗 (I seriously don't know Malayalam and the translation might be wrong{it is wrong} soo.. yk [It's like Chennai express, but not completely the same])

one-shots about the cutest ship in ICT. requests welcomed. very random updates. #1 indiancricket- 29/01/24 #1 hulrat 11/4/24 #1 ict 14/4/24

It was GT Vs RR, final of IPL 2022 and Ishan was angry with shubman. How will shubman coax Ishan? Please note that this is fictional story and has no connection with real life.

???: "Don't touch me!" ???: "Tumhe haq nahi hai! You bought me... like I was some cheez in that disgusting auction!" Devil: "Sorry... I'm sorry... it won't happen again, I promise. I'll never raise my voice at you again." ????: "You gave me freedom... but you never gave me a choice." Can the Devil learn to love without possession? Can a heart bought at an auction ever choose to stay? Or will the truth buried beneath their marriage destroy them both? When love begins with chains... Will it end with freedom... Or with ruin?

In a world where reputation is everything, one runaway bride shatters the delicate balance between love, loyalty, and tradition. Shubman Gill, a rising cricket star with everything going for him, finds his life turned upside down when his bride disappears on the day of their wedding. To preserve both families' honor, he's suddenly married off to the one person he's never understood - Ishan Kishan, her quiet, artistic younger brother. What starts as a forced marriage quickly spirals into a volatile collision of resentment, secrets, and unexpected desire. Shubman harbors his own biases. Ishan hides more than just heartbreak in his canvas. But in a home built on silence and strained vows, something begins to bloom - something fragile, messy, and real. What happens when hate turns into hesitation? When walls crack and truths bleed through? When a buried past and an impossible future collide? And when life throws the most unexpected twist of all... will love be enough to survive? Two hearts. One lie. And a secret that could destroy everything. Rankings: #1- bottomishan (25/05/2026) #4- malepregnancy (05/06/2026) #1- lgbtfanfiction (14/07/2026)

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

This book is specially for the bond Ishan and Pandya brothers share. This book is a dedication for their unique, special and pure bond. It's my silent support for them. Warning ⚠️ If anyone is offended or does not favour this, do not read it cause I will reply in a very bad manner to your criticism.