In a world where weddings are but another business transaction, Jennie Kim - the sole heir of her mother's conglomerate - would be remiss, if she acted unreasonably at the notion. Duty is but a lonely road, and she had long been resigned to accept the weight of her name - had she not been wedded off to such a preposterous individual, that went by the name Y/n Morningstar. What's more, it would have been infinitely more bearable, if said individual hadn't been so insufferable at the prospect of it - asymmetrical grins, annoying remarks, and that goddamn accent. Or a forced proximity, arrange marriage, enemies to lovers trope with all of that cliché goodness. :))

ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ. ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛ. Y/n Bellingham is the only woman on the F1 grid, the breakout star of the moment, and now being coached and managed by her godfather, Lewis Hamilton. After a stellar rookie season, the pressure has never been higher. Madelyn Cline is the face of Netflix's next era-glowing off a blockbuster deal and still making headlines after coming out just over a year ago. With Formula 1 looking to expand in the U.S. and Netflix eager to capitalize on Madelyn's rising star, their teams come together to stage the perfect PR relationship. Cameras roll. Captions are crafted. Fans buy in. 
Only, Y/n is already caught in a complicated situationship-one that's getting harder to manage. And somewhere between red carpets, staged interviews, and late-night calls... The lines between fake and real start to blur. GxG

Roseanne Park could be anything, anywhere, and anyone - sometimes, all three, all at once, on a good day. She might just be the second coming of Christ, if Christ were in stilted heels - YSL, if you please. And if she was smarter, wiser, and a possessor of copious amounts of self-preservation, she could've escaped - as though surviving a car crash - the unyielding intensity of Y/n Brambilla's gaze. She didn't expect much, when she accepted writing a song for the Formula 1 film. A bit blindsided, would be fairly apt. The trappings of that girl were rather peculiar - Taut muscles underneath half undone racing overalls, unbelievable eyes in between helmet slits, and my god, that tousled helmet hair that makes anyone go feral. If they aren't already. It was rather annoying. Roseanne thinks that she could probably write a dozen albums about her. Or The Formula 1 driver x Rosé romcom-ish fic that's birthed from her, coming to Miami grand prix. It's really just purely for self indulgence, if anything.

"Create a fake reality that you live by and if you live in it long enough it might just become real." BlackPinkxReader Oneshots! Includes: Long Oneshots Short Oneshots Different types of genres Member/s x Reader Types of Reader/Member: Female, G!P, Top, Bottom, Switch

Why is the measure of love, loss? It seems that, between an up and coming producer and Korea's It girl, their life was riddled with gaping holes in the shape of each other. And how do you move on from it, really? How do you pick up the pieces when you've already assimilated with the wreckage? Jennie doesn't know. But she knows that loving Y/n is the same thing as tossing the keys of her heart to a valet without a driver's license; she's bound to end up off a cliff. (A Retelling of Strawberries and Cigarettes.)

Two people from the same industry, but still world's apart. Let's see how it goes. _______________________________ Jennie x Female reader Status: Continued Note: This story has mentions of certain subjects that may make the reader uncomfortable. Read with responsibility. (The story is extremely unedited and unproofread.)

Roseanne Park was never one to stray away from the bubble-wrapped, picture-perfect life she was raised in. Her days always blended together with the same routine: church on Sundays, school on the weekdays, and Bible study on Wednesdays. Not a day overlooked, not a habit forgotten. Insert, Y/N Y/LN - ruthless business tycoon and her father's right-hand woman. Cold, calculated, and always in control, Y/N was everything Roseanne had been taught to avoid. Never once did Roseanne think she would fall prey to the devil's temptation - especially not for someone a decade older, and a woman at that. -g!p reader