#rohit sharma

[kiyawritesforf1]

BOWLED OVER AND BUSTED

Pairing : Oscar Piastri x Sharma!Reader

Rohit Sharma x Sister!Reader

Summary : Secrets, surprises, and a very dramatic big brother—what could possibly go wrong?

Your relationship with Oscar Piastri had started off unexpectedly, thanks to Pat Cummins. You had met at a casual dinner with Pat and a few other mutual friends in Melbourne. At first, you hadn’t thought much of Oscar—just another reserved but friendly guy. But when the two of you ended up seated next to each other, the conversation had flowed effortlessly.

“You’re really into cricket, huh?” Oscar had asked, watching as you passionately debated a point with Pat.

You had laughed. “It’s kind of a given when your brother is Rohit Sharma.”

That had piqued Oscar’s interest. “Wait, the Rohit Sharma?”

You had groaned. “Please don’t turn into a fanboy.”

He had smirked. “No promises.”

That night, the two of you had exchanged numbers, claiming it was “just to talk about sports.” But soon, sports became late-night conversations, coffee dates, and eventually, something much more.

Dating Oscar was easy. He understood your world, the pressure of being in the public eye, and the chaos of a busy schedule. He never made you feel like you had to choose between your own life and your relationship. But there was one tiny problem—Rohit.

You had no idea how to tell him. Your brother was fiercely protective, and you knew the moment he found out, the drama would be endless. So, you and Oscar had decided to keep things quiet—for now.

That plan had worked perfectly. Until today.

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Oscar was in your kitchen, struggling to chop onions while you stirred a simmering curry on the stove.

“I think I’m crying,” he muttered, blinking rapidly.

You chuckled. “That’s what onions do.”

“This is worse than driving in the rain,” he grumbled, wiping his eyes.

Before you could tease him further, you heard the sound of your front door unlocking.

Your eyes widened in panic as you turned to Oscar. “Did you lock the door?”

“I thought you did,” he whispered back.

A second later, your worst fear came true.

“Y/N! What the hell is going on here?”

Your stomach dropped.

Standing at the doorway, arms crossed, was none other than Rohit Sharma. And behind him, looking equally amused and confused, was Virat Kohli.

Your sharp inhale was loud enough for Oscar to hear. “Oh no.”

“Oh yes,” Rohit said, stepping forward with his signature ‘big brother glare.’ “What is this?”

Virat, trying (and failing) to suppress a laugh, nudged Rohit. “I think we just walked in on something.”

Rohit’s gaze darted between you and Oscar, taking in the scene—the two of you in the kitchen, standing too close, too comfortable. Oscar, still holding the knife, froze like a deer in headlights.

Virat smirked. “Hey mate, you might want to put the knife down before Rohit actually loses it.”

Oscar, realizing the situation, immediately put the knife down and raised his hands in surrender. “Okay. Not the best first impression.”

Rohit’s expression twisted from confusion to disbelief. “Wait a second. Don’t tell me…” His eyes widened as he turned to you. “You’re dating him?!”

You winced. “Umm… surprise?”

Virat burst out laughing. “This just made my day.”

Rohit, on the other hand, was not laughing. “How long?”

You hesitated. “A few months?”

Wrong answer.

Rohit’s jaw dropped. “A few months?! And you didn’t tell me?”

“I was going to!” you defended. “I just… didn’t know how to bring it up.”

Oscar, trying to help, chimed in. “To be fair, I wanted to tell you—”

Rohit turned his glare on him. “You don’t get to speak right now.”

Oscar immediately shut his mouth.

Virat, still grinning, patted Rohit’s shoulder. “I mean, it could be worse. At least it’s not someone like Max Verstappen.”

Oscar frowned. “Hey—”

Rohit groaned, rubbing his temples. “This is unbelievable. Out of everyone, you chose him?”

Oscar raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with me?”

Rohit shot him a look. “I’ve seen you race, and you take way too many risks. And now you’re dating my sister?” He shook his head. “No. Not happening.”

You groaned. “Bhai, this isn’t your decision.”

He looked at you, his face softening slightly. “I just… I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I won’t,” you assured him. “Oscar is good to me. And I’m happy.”

Virat nodded. “She’s got a point, Rohit. You can’t baby her forever.”

Rohit let out a long breath before looking back at Oscar. “If you ever hurt her—���

“I won’t,” Oscar interrupted quickly. “I promise.”

Virat leaned closer to Oscar and whispered, “Good answer.”

Rohit narrowed his eyes but sighed dramatically. “God, I need a drink.”

You smiled, stepping forward to hug him. “You’ll get used to it.”

He grumbled but hugged you back. “Not anytime soon.”

Oscar, feeling slightly more relaxed, offered a sheepish smile. “So… does this mean you sort of approve?”

Rohit shot him a look. “Don’t push your luck.”

Virat smirked. “I approve, if that helps.”

Rohit rolled his eyes. “You don’t count.”

Oscar sighed. “I’ll take what I can get.

[hey-ranjhaan]

Na final mein Pakistan hai, na Pakistan mein final hai.

[desi-yearning]

Ek dil. Ek jaan.

[killeroos]

2024/25 Border Gavaskar Trophy as Text Posts

[dreamboatt]

And nobody is crying tonight yeahhhhhh.

2027 WC here we come🙇‍♂️🇮🇳

[janesurlife]

Weirdest combination ever 🤣🤣🤣🤣

none of you will get this but it's fine.

[tilakxoxox]

About me ᯓ★.ᐟ

Hi, I'm Ana. I'm punjabi / marathi / gujarati / pahadi (yes ik that's a lot). I'm a pcm student (fml) aspiring to be an astrophysicist.

I love taylor swift, conan gray, kesha, eminem, atif aslam, diljit dosanjh, arijit singh, and manyyy more.

I have a crazy cricket and f1 obsession. Writing and reading about my favourite cricketers and drivers is what gets me through my lowest days.

My Wattpad: @/tilakxoxo

Teams I support: Indian Cricket Team ⟢ Mumbai Indians Redbull Racing

Favourite cricketers: Rohit Sharma ⟢ Tilak Varma (and SO many more but they are the main 2)

Favourite drivers: Max Verstappen

I just got on tumblr and will be writing oneshots and shitposting <3

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[scatteredrelics]

[strawberry-fairy-yaya]

Cricket Ship Check ✅

Tilak Varma × Dewald Brevis 🥰

Travis Head × Rohit Sharma 💀

Shubman Gill × Ishan Kishan ❤️

Virat Kohli × Jay Shah 🙂

Tilak Varma × Ishan Kishan 👀

( I'm sorry , Gillman 😭 )

MSD × Ambati Rayudu

( one sided from Rayudu 😂)

AB de Villiers × Virat Kohli 💥

Shubman Gill × Kamlesh Nagarkoti 🫢

( I'm sorry , Ishu 😭 )

Mayank Markande × Ishan Kishan OG 🩷

[desi-yearning]

Make a movie out of Rohit's life and a coin will be the villain

[redfacedpalindrome]

i’ve seen a lot of doomposting about ferrari in the past two days and honestly i’ve done some of the doomposting - but i think i need a little more hope on my page and my feed. so i’m gonna tell a story.

the year is 2023, and the indian cricket team is undefeated in the ODI World Cup. we hadn’t won a world cup in 12 years- most of the guys on the winning squad are long-retired. and right at the very end, in the final match, we lost to australia. i sobbed my heart out with the players on the field, with a billion fans, and woke up the next morning with the determination that it would change nothing. they have my unconditional support anyway.

every news report was about how india always bottles. how we’re not a championship winning team. it was EVERYWHERE but we all knew the hope was worth it - we were already better than a decade ago.

we start the 2024 cup off less strong. they wrote us off. we win. we start the 2025 champion’s trophy off less strong. they wrote us off. we win. months and months of our players being acknowledged as the best bowlers in the sport, the best batsmen, the best all-rounders; and two international cups in as many years.

we keep the faith. sometimes a championship doesn’t look like a championship in the first rounds. sometimes we lose. we keep hoping. i know what that pit in your stomach feels like when you doubt- i feel it even now. it adds nothing. belief, on the other hand, is everything. there’s no reason not to hope for better in china, to believe in ferrari anyway.

[dreamboatt]

[annagxx]

Outer me: Rohit Sharma made me fall in love with cricket, and Virat Kohli made me believe in destiny (18 March, just like his jersey!).

As they step away from Test cricket, it feels like saying goodbye to my fan-girl self. But hey, they’ll still be hitting sixes in ODIs and IPL, and I’ll be right here, cheering them on with the same excitement!

Inner me: 😭😭😭😭😭 dil se bura lagrha hai

[aeolianblues]

The image of Rohit Sharma with his arm round Quentin de Kock’s head, consoling and comforting him and his kid will be one of the enduring images of this World Cup.

Also Rohit recreating the moon landing by digging up the outfield and planting an Indian flag, will also remain an image etched in my mind for a very long time.

[just2bubbly]

yeh champions trophy ka feel kyu nahi aa raha bhai 😭

[encoreabj]

🥳🥳🇮🇳