Oooh here's a fun one. We all know the controversies each of them had. But imagine you get the opportunity to do this. Which challenge would you take on
Which Beatle would you want to be the PR manager for?
Y/n a known Social Media Manager is hired by Ego to handle Blue Lock’s PR nightmare, that means recording TikTok’s, Everyday Instagram posts about the boys, and making sure none of the boys accidentally say something that could absolutely ruin their career. But one player in particular won’t stop crossing her mind and she sure won’t stop crossing his.
Warnings: Some characters if not all are very much oc, Cursing, kys jokes, A lot of slang, Characters are aged up to like 18-20, Not accurate to the plot, Friends to lovers, I believe that’s all!
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Main Masterlist , Spotify playlist , Apple Music playlist
This will take place more towards the end of the anime when they are actually getting media attention. The reader will be female and a PR manager, not a good one, but ego tolerates her!
Inspired by this blog, they have amazing writing and a fic similar to this one so I’d really advise you to read theirs!
Trying to be as inclusive as possible to any race, ethnicity, body type, hair color, etc! so please don’t be offended <3
Warnings: Alt!Fem!Reader, sm0k!ng potentially mentioned but very little, colorful language, reverse harem, little bit of a crack fic
Introducing.. Y/N L/N behind the scenes
@managingy/n
Likes: soccer, piercings, makeup, sm0k!ng, video games, animals, parties
Dislikes: authority figures, sadness, professionalism, boring people, the media
Age: 18 years old
Certifications: Unknown
Affiliations: Unknown
The net rippled as number eleven landed on his feet. The crowed erupted in cheers from all sides, japan flags waved in the packed stands.
“BLUE LOCK SCORES A MASSIVE GOAL!” The announcer shouted, a whistle signaling the end of the game following his voice.
The woman beside you inhaled and exhaled and shaky breath, her eyes nearly brought to tears.
The team gathered around its striker, a boy with deep blue eyes and navy hair. Against all odds, they had won, surpassing the U20’s team.
For the first time in your life, your uncle almost looked excited, staring at his clenched fist with wide eyes like even he didn’t believe what he had been working towards would succeed.
“The final score is three to four! And the winners are, THE BLUE LOCK ELEVEN!”
An excitement bubbled up in your chest, and you couldn’t help but jump up, your arms wrapping around Anri as you cheered, breathlessly laughing at the insanity of it. They shouldn’t have won, they didn’t stand a chance. They were a bunch of high schoolers picked at random, trained for under a year and pushed into a game against professionals yet they came out victorious.
The stadium roared with life, disbelief and a newfound spark for Japanese soccer lit by these eleven players.
The other team sat sweaty and defeated, their world just crushed by a group of strikers that came out of nowhere.
It was exhilarating to watch, like the feeling you get after sneaking out or getting off a roller coaster. You jumped up and down, laughing and yelling for these strangers on the field. This was better than anything you’ve ever seen before, it gave you such immense joy you couldn’t possibly believe it was from something as simple as watching them play.
“Jinnie!” You turned to your uncle, grinning from ear to ear. Ego looked up from his trance, too overwhelmed with this accomplishment he didn’t bother scolding you for the nickname. “I’ll take the job. I’ll manage them.”
Your uncle blinked, scoffing as he got up, walking past you. “You’ll have to work diligently then, the press already have their hands on him.”
Turning, you let you a breath of disbelief as you watched Blue Lock’s striker, Yoichi Isagi get pushed into the flashing lights of the camera.
His eyes were blown wide as the shoved questions and microphones in his face. You almost felt bad you hadn't gotten here before they got him on live television.
“Tell us, what are your thoughts on that amazing game?” An interviewing ask, pushing the microphone to his mouth.
“My thoughts? Uh.. well..” He stuttered, his head empty as he was likely recovering from the legendary play he just did. The egoist on the field was nowhere to be seen now, clearly. In the background, the crowd cheered his name in a chant like he was their lord and savior.
“I’m really happy, I guess? Yeah.”
You giggled, watching from the sidelines as he struggled to form a response. He was the cutest, seriously.
This is what you’d be working with, these boys who had no idea what was coming. It was thrilling.
And you were going to have to honor of making them into stars.
A pair of eyes stared at the back of your head as you watched Isagi with amusement, ones you had avoided meeting the entirety of the game.
Blue Lock has officially debuted, making a name for the organization and their players. This meant recognition, this meant media attention. And who better to manage these boys than Ego Jinpachi's very own niece?
@BlueLockOfficial
Introducing our new PR manager, Y/N L/N to help the boys at Blue Lock learn to navigate the media. She will be acting both behind and in front of the camera to support these new and upcoming athletes. We are looking forward to working with her.
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user184 one game in the public and they alr need a pr manager..yikes
user005 will she also be managing shidou? he needs it☠️
user 224 is shidou even on blue lock? i thought he played for the U20 team
user114 i just KNOW she’s a baddie
user276 js stalked her page i can confirm ✋🧎♀️
user123 LMAO Y/N JS ON SIDE QUESTS NOW😭😭
user626 wasn’t she JUST in spain wth is she doing
user123 i’m not convinced she even has the credentials for ts☠️
user194 she’s brave frfr i think id be too busy gawking at them to manage them
Content :: Dylan Cameo, Braeden Cameo, Cole yearning for you, PR manager, cute ending, sexual jokes, teasing/playful jokes.
It was only 10am and you were already out of bed, showered, makeup done, outfit on and messaged in the Wallows group chat.
You're sat on the balcony of your apartment smoking a cigarette whilst waiting for your uber. Well, you were, until the vibrating of your phone distracted you. You take one last hit before tapping the ash off the end and shoving it in an ash tray.
You turn to grab you phone as you stand up, hoisting your small prada bag over your shoulder. Dark Red, matching with your heels, of course. You walk back into your bedroom, adjusting your skirt to a professional length, but just enough to catch attention too. You make sure your blouse is wrinkleless as you fiddle with your blazer.
Without thinking, you glance at your phone screen.
Wallows + Y/N ::
Braeden: Y/N, when will you be here? Cole needs calming down. He is hella stressed.
Cole: Don't listen to him, I am completely fine. He is a child.
You chuckle at the screen before turning it off and putting into your bag. You blow yourself a kiss in the mirror, fix your hair slightly and head towards the elevator.
Meanwhile, in the studio...
Cole is pacing around, just as he has stated in Quarterback.
"Dude, I'm sure she feels the same. We have known her for 4 years. If she doesn't see how great you are then.. Well, that isn't possible." Braeden reassured Cole.
Dylan nods in agreement. "Cole, you're amazing, buddy. And, at the end of the day, she is just a girl, yknow? There are plenty of fish in the sea."
Braeden points at Dylan as if he had made a really great statement, took the words right out of his mouth.
Cole is shaking his head, playing around with his hair, making sure he smells okay, making sure he doesn't look dishevelled.
Back with you...
You approach the uber, telling him where to go as you look at your phone again. You go into the Wallows group chat where Braeden has sent a photo of Cole ruffling his hair.
"Full mental breakdown, SOS." he messages.
You chuckle to yourself, typing rapidly across the screen, nails clicking everytime it hits the phone.
"He is such a big baby. Feed him some yoghurt and put him in a cold plunge. He will be just fine. I'm on my way, don't worry."
You click onto Spotify, putting on their music, listening to the way it's composed, truly listening to lyrics and the instruments. It takes your breath away every time. You're so proud of these guys, your best friends.
Back at the studio...
Cole is sat down, finally, with his head in his hands. "You guys don't get it. She isn't just a girl. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. I love the way she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear when she is nervous. I love the way she always knows what we need. I love the way she fidgets with her fingers when she is conflicted or worried. I love the way she sticks her tongue out slightly when she is focused. I love the way she exists, so effortlessly magnificent." He sighs as if he had just read out all the digits of Pi in one breath.
There is a slight awkward silence. Braeden and Dylan look at each other with a look that says, "Oh shit, he is in love.".
Cole clears his throat. "You say there are plenty of fish in the sea, well I don't want plenty. I want her. Have you ever felt this way before about a girl?" He says, clearly vulnerable and sincere.
Dylan closes his eyes, knowing this feeling all too well. "I do, buddy. And I'm telling you, you have to go for it. I know you have got this. We know you have got this." He nods as he speaks as a way to reassure him.
Cole looks up at him and nods back at him, understanding that he has the support of both him and Braeden through this incredibly significant time in his life. He sighs, calming down... that is until you knock at the door.
Cole sighs dramatically again in a panic before the door swings open and sees you. He immediately looks into your eyes, stands up and smiles.
"Hey, Y/N! We were starting to worry about you, thought something bad happened like a car crash or some—" he was interrupted by Braeden nudging his arm as if to say calm down.
You chuckle. He is so cute like this.
"I'm okay, don't worry" You shoot Braeden a wink, knowing wink. Braeden gives a small nod and smile in response.
You sit down on the couch, scrolling through your phone. "So, you guys have an interview next Saturday, I'll send you the address later but it's about details and or hints about the new album." You nod to yourself as you speak before looking up, seeing Coles eyes locked on you from the other side of the room
"Sounds great." He smiles at you, a small blush creeping on his face as you hold eye contact. He clears his throat. "I think I need some water."
Dylan and Braeden look at each other.
"I'll come with. I need some too." you smile, standing up and walking over towards the door frame where Cole was stood.
"Yeah! Yeah– okay." He replied softly, taken aback. He glances back at Braeden and Dylan before jogging a little to catch up to you in the kitchen.
You grab a glass from the cabinet. Then another. "Do you want ice or not?" You turn around to Cole stood infront of you, leant up against the counter, rubbing the back of his neck. Clearly nervous.
"Jeez, you scared me." You chuckle until you look deeper into his expression, the way he is standing, the way he is acting.
"Cole." You say softly. "What's wrong?" You put a hand on his shoulder to ground him. He slowly looks up a little, looking into your eyes.
"Y/N..." He whispers, so quiet, you almost don't hear him. You nod, assuring him that you are listening to him.
"I need to tell you this before I back out, okay? But I need you to listen to me. Like, really listen." He says seriously but soft, just making sure you knew he really meant this.
"Of course, you know I listen." You reply softly, now looking into his eyes with concern.
He takes a deep breath before looking into your eyes. Here goes... everything he thinks to himself. "Y/N, ever since I've gotten to know you, I think I fell for you. Maybe a little bit. Or maybe.. a lot? I just love everything you do. The way you talk, the way you pronounce certain words differently, the way you stick your tongue out when you focus, the way you always listen, the way you are always so selfless, the way you crack jokes like nothing when in reality, I'm struggling not to explode into a million pieces looking into your beautiful eyes. Y/N, I love you. I loved you yesterday, 6 months ago, 2 years ago, and I will love you today, tomorrow, 6 months from now, 2 years from now. Forever. I promise you that, if would would just give me a chance, please. I need this, I need you. So badly. You, and only you. Always and forever."
There was now a large blush across his face, a few strands of his hair sticking to his forehead from where he had now started slightly sweating. You're completely frozen, taken aback and shocked. You don't know whether to kiss him senseless or fall to your knees crying. No one had ever been so observant, so caring, so... sure about you before. And Cole knew that.
"Cole..." You whisper, giving no emotions away.
He looks up at you, complete puppy dog eyes. He already knows it's coming. Rejection, just like he always knew. Unless...
His thoughts were interrupted by your soft lips pressing against his. Your hands on each side of his face, pulling him in, kissing him like the world was about to end. As if it was your destiny. And that kiss, it conveyed every emotion Cole needed it to. His hands almost instinctively fell you your waist, holding you carefully.
You pull out of the kiss after what felt like forever, pressing your forehead against his, chuckling a little as you both caught your breath.
"So... you feel the same?" Cole smile a little, being playful and unusually confident in this moment.
You push his shoulder playfully, and he acts as if you just Tyson Fury-d him. "Don't be such a baby." You chuckle, pulling him in again to kiss him, as if that was the only thing that mattered right now until you stopped just centimetres away from his face.
"Wait... what does this mean for my job? Will I be fired? Will you need a new manager? You can't. I love this job. It's my whole life—" Cole interrupts you, chuckling a little.
"Don't worry, you're staying right here. Don't think we will be getting rid of you any time soon, well actually, ever. You're stuck with us." He smiles, pulling you in for another kiss. But, this time, it's deeper.
It's like he is trying to savour this moment, trying to remember what your lips feel like against his. His grip on your waist tightens as he pulls you closer, if that's even possible. You feel the bulge evident in his trousers. You pull away from his mouth to chuckle, "Cheeky. Didn't know Mr. Innocent could get turned on." You tease him.
He shakes his head. "Well, you're infront of me. What do you expect? I've dreamt of this moment since the moment you shook my hand 4 years ago saying you were our new PR manager." He smirks a little, kissing you again.
He pulls you as close as possible as his hands slide down to your thighs, lifting your legs around his waist and leading you towards the stairs and... well... you probably know how this ends ;).
Imagine after a mission goes sideways (like they did in Age of Ultron, and not Loki’s fault) the public, once again, takes a dim view of the Avengers. So Tony is forced to hire a PR manager. This one happens to be quite aggressive, and after the entire team vetoed a reality show set in headquarters, demands that every active member of the team go on some reality show. Which one should Loki try out for? And should he take it serious, or let the God of Mischief rain hell on the PR manager?
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yourinstagram I just got here… WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO FIX 100+ INTERNET PROBLEMS BECAUSE OF THESE BOYS! HOW DID I BECOME A PR MANAGER?!
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Dailysoccer You’re going to bring an even brighter future for these boys even though you’re behind the camera most of the time Good Luck
yourinstagram THANK YOU SO MUCH😚
megumonster Were apologizing in advance
yourinstagram WHO EVEN GAVE YOU YOUR PHONE??
sleepyseishiro are we not supposed to have our phones…
yourinstagram HOW DID YOU GET MY INSTA?!.
reoofficial Idk man I think we stressing her out a tad bit idk tho🤷🏻
clutchyoichi tad bit is an understatement
yourinstagram yes indeed, tad bit is an understatement..
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Ego greeted you at the entrance with his assistant by his side, “Follow me.” He said as you nodded your head and followed him and the lady that stood beside him, the three of you made your way down an empty hallway.
Your mind raced, you were happy this was like your second real job as a PR Manager but this time the pay was really good and he said you just had to keep a few boys in line and if you could do that then you’d fit perfectly for the job, it didn’t seem tooo hard it’s just a couple of boys that play soccer what’s the worst that could happen?
“So this will be your room, it has its own kitchen and shower, it has plenty of space.” He said opening a door revealing the room you were supposed to be staying in. “I originally was looking for a man to take this job so there aren’t really any feminine hygiene products here but if you’re in need of any just let me know and I’ll let my assistant know and she’ll just run and get you anything that you need.” Ego explained as you just nodded your head at him only catching a few things he said due to how fast he was speaking.
“With that I’ll have the rest of your suitcases dropped off at your room in a few so you can unpack but in the meantime I’d recommend you go talk to the boys, Anri Take her to The Boys chamber.” He basically commanded the woman as she nodded and motioned for you to follow her.
“I have a question.” You say cracking your knuckles, “hm?” “How many of them do I have to keep up with because he said boys but he never said how many.” You said, but the woman only stayed quiet, only irritating you because you hate being ignored especially when you want to know something, but soon you arrived at an area that read something like ‘common room’.
The doors slid open revealing a bunch of boys sitting around on their phones, watching tv, or just chatting with one another. “THAT'S A LOT OF PEOPLE.!” You thought while walking where all of them could see you.
“This is Y/n L/n she will be the PR Manager for the majority of the men here till we find more people that are willing to take the job so she won’t have to do much work.” Anri explained as the boy’s eyes looked over at you who stood right beside Anri. “After I take my leave, which will be now, you'll have time to bond and get to know each other.” She says as she waved everyone goodbye as the automatic doors opened then closed as she exited the room.
“Well..I’m Y/n like she just said what do you wanna know about me.” You said struggling to figure out what to say. “How old are you?” A guy with orange hair asked, “I’m 19 years old.” You say taking a seat in one of the empty chairs. “Just tell us random stuff about you so we don’t have to just ask random stupid questions off the top of our heads.” Some dude with long under lashes said with a sassy undertone.
“Sorry princess,” you scoffed out rolling your eyes as he just scowled at you “But I’m not from Japan I went to both high school and college in America then I moved to Japan because I finished college early because I went to a high school that provided college classes and stuff blah blah blah now I’m here.” You say refraining from talking about your past too much as the boys just stared at you with a blank expression.
“Okay y'all go I literally don’t know any of you guys names.” “OKAY SO I'M BACHIRA…”.
After his introduction everyone else gave their names and something about them and soon the boring atmosphere that was once there when you first got there was gone and replaced with a fun exciting one where everyone, well almost everyone had started giggling making jokes and even getting each other’s numbers. You had gotten very fond of a few of them.
They even told you the crazy scandals they had going on and how they needed a PR Manager because without one they’d be so fucked because none of them has a filter.
But the fun had gotten cut short by Ego popping up on the tv telling them they had to practice and you had to unpack but that didn’t stop you from making a small plan with the few people you grew fond of.
“Okay so after practice we always get our phones back I’ll text you then you give us the okay if we could come to your room or not.” Bachira explained as you nodded your head but Isagi, and Reo looked a little concerned but Nagi on the other hand looked as if he didn’t even know what was going on.
“And what if we get caught?” Reo asked “NO ‘WHAT IF’ we’re not going to get caught.” You say now standing up shoving your phone in your back pocket “Jesus.” Reo also says standing up along with the others “Welp see you guys later.” You wave at the group heading for the exit as all of them said bye as you walked out.
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BlueLockOfficial Bringing light to one of our new staff members Y/n L/n Blue Locks New PR Manager she has been a great person to be around today as she met the boys and other staff members. Even though her job is mainly to work behind the scenes she’ll likely also be in front of the camera! Treat her with kindness and respect and let’s all appreciate her for the work she’s going to put through as the PR Manager❤️.
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yourinstagram Ego couldn’t have Wrote this…
shidousins be grateful we didn’t even get a post like this and we’re literally the main attraction 💔
megumonster yawl I think I like this PR Manager
yourinstagram don’t let ego see this he like seeing yall miserable 🥀
yourinstagram WAIT. WHO TOOK THAT SECOND PICTURE 💔
sleepyseishiro Me. You fell asleep while unboxing all of your belongings
yourinstagram I feel…betrayed…
User975368 Who even is this girl
sleepyseishiro if you took the time and read the caption you’d know…
reoofficial ⏰☕️
yourinstagram so sassy with it
Fun Fact:
1. They made a sticker of y/n sleeping on her countertop and she still doesn’t know about it.
2. Bachira made a shirt with the picture of y/n sleeping.
3. Rin pretends as if he hated being called princess by y/n but he lowk thought it was cool.
