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When the song lyrics in the musical hit different and suddenly your lost staring at a wall in the middle of a Monday afternoon because Jack Kelly (and company) sung the lines

“We're doing something no one's even tried

And, yes, we're terrified

But watch what happens”

What do you mean this line came from a musical about newspaper, and that musical about newspapers changed my life? Huh?

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First Date - Blink 182

Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado x Reader

Inspired by the song ‘First Date’ by Blink 182

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Javy sat in the car, driving to your house to collect you for your very first date. You’d first caught his eye when he was at the beach with the rest of the Dagger Squad; while they were enjoying their day, you were working as a lifeguard. You’d agreed to move over for a little while with your aunt, Penny; having just finished law school and wanting a fresh start away from Missouri, she offered to take you in for the summer.

And then when he’d noticed you’d picked up a shift or two at the Hard Deck, he was convinced it was fate telling him to just ask you out; he could imagine his guardian angels face planting as they watched him helplessly pine over you from across the bar. Needless to say, Jake was sick of it. You were hot and if he hadn’t been Coyote’s best friend, he’d probably have wined and dined you himself by now.

Jake shook his head, taking the two now-empty bottles of beer back to the bar and requesting another round. You handed him the drinks and he passed you a slip of paper. “What’s this?” You ask with a small, questioning smile and he shrugs, almost unnoticeably nodding his head to his companion watching the ordeal. “His number” he says, leaning closer to you, then taking a napkin and scribbling something else. “And if things don’t work out with you and Coyote, gimme a call sugar” he winks and you roll your eyes “his names Coyote?” You ask and he smirks. “Called Javy, it’s his callsign” he tells you and you try to hide your smile, tucking the small letter in your pocket.

Later that evening, when Javy was getting ready for bed he heard his phone buzzing from the countertop as he brushed his teeth. “Hello?” He answers and there’s silence for a moment “Hi.. is this Javy, or Coyote? That’s what your friend told me to call you” the voice said in response and Javy froze, that was your voice. Quickly realising he hadn’t responded, he was fast to reply “hi! Yes, yes this is he” he says then cringes wondering why he said it like that. “Oh thank god” he hears mumbled and you quickly give him your name “im-” “Penny’s niece?” He asks and you nod, forgetting he couldn’t see you “yeah, that’s me” you say and before you could say anything else he quickly blurts “would you like to go out for dinner? Tomorrow maybe?” You were silent for a little while and he heard a small, almost relieved sigh come from the other end of the line “I’d love too” you answer and he smiles “great! Pick you up at six?” He asks “it’s a date” you confirm “I’ll text you my address” you tell him, before you both hang up and you shoot him your address.

Now here he was, speaking to Jake through the car phone “I’m in the car, I just can’t wait” he begins “to pick her up for our very first date” Javy tells him and Jake laughs “finally. Where’re you taking her?” He asks “that restaurant on the front, one with the beach deck” Javy confirms and Jake hums. Javy pads his fingers against the steering wheel, mulling over things in his mind “is it cool if I hold her hand?” He asks “what are you, twelve?” Jake asks and Javy rolls his eyes.

“Is it wrong if I think it’s lame to dance?” You ask Penny as he finishes the final touches on your hair and she shakes her head “just go with the flow” she answers, smiling at you. “Will he like my stupid hair?” You ask, as you’d asked your aunt to do a lovely up-do which you now realise makes you look slightly silly. “Of course he will. The boy made heart eyes at you when that guy puked on you” Penny said, jokingly and grimace; remembering the evening when a sailor got a bit too ‘sea-sick’ and couldn’t get to the bin.

“Will she guess that I didn’t know what to wear?” Javy asks and Jake hums “probably not, she’ll be as nervous as you.” Jake replies and Javy relaxes “yeah, probably” “but if you do look stupid I’ll make sure she sends me pics” typical Jake. “Yeah, thanks man.” Javy grunts, jokingly but it did ease his tensed shoulders slightly.

“I’m just scared of what she thinks”

“I’m just scared of what he thinks” you tell Penny and she smiles at you, hugging you close. “He looks at you like you hung the scars, baby” she comforts, giving you a big hug “yeah and if he hurts you I’ll kill him” maverick says, walking in the room and you jokingly laugh “thanks, Pete” you say and he nods “anytime, kiddo.” “Where’s he taking you?” Penny asks “that restaurant on the pier. Supposed to be nice but he makes me nervous so I really can’t eat.” And there’s a knock at the door, maverick opens it. Javy’s eyes widen but he nods at his instructor. “Mav” “Coyote” he replies and points at the boy “home by eleven, no later” he tells him with a stern look as Javy gulps “shut up Mav” you say, laughing and pushing your uncle, coming into Javy’s view.

“Wow.” He says, looking you over and you smile nervously “you look incredible” he says and you giggle “not too bad yourself, Javy” you reply. “Shall we?” He holds his arm out and you take it. “Let’s go” you reply, turning to your aunt and uncle “don’t wait up” you say, not wanting them to stay up longer than necessary “we will” Penny says, knowing she won’t be able to sleep until she knows your home safe. “You kids have fun!” Maverick says as Javy opens the car door for you and you smile at him, a light blush on your cheeks and he walks to the other side. The two watch you pull out and drive away.

You pull into the restaurant parking lot and grimace “can I be honest?” You ask as he takes the keys out of his car “of course” he says “I’m really nervous and feel sick I don’t know if I can eat a full meal” you say and he smiles “can I be honest too?” He asks and you nod “same.” You laugh “did you want to get drinks or something?” You suggest “how about we share an entree and then go? Don’t want you drinking on an empty stomach you’ll make yourself sick” he says and you try to hide your smile as you look the other way “sounds good” you reply as he watches your blush grow in the wing mirror. You head into the restaurant and end up getting a seat outside on the seafront, sharing a basket of garlic bread as the conversation flows.

Eventually the conversation lulls into a comfortable silence and you look out onto the horizon, watching the sun set “wow, this nights almost over” you say, seeing the watch on your wrist ticking faster than expected, eight at night. “Wish it didn’t have to end so soon” you continue and he replies “it doesn’t” “honest?” “Honest, let’s make this night last forever.” He says ordering a few more drinks for the two of you.

“Golden hours making you glow” he says, the drink making him almost too honest. You laugh “if I was pregnant I’d take the compliment” you say, jokingly and his eyes darken a little, stomach twisting. “Still, you look beautiful.” He says and you blush darkly, grinning as you thank him and watch the sun go down “when you smile I met inside” he says, eager to make you blush more; to which he’s successful. You ask about his work and he responds with the information he’s allowed to tell you of his current mission: detailing when he’d chosen to join the navy and the path it took to get him into the pilots seat.

You wow at his tale, hung on every one of his words “god and I’m just a law school graduate working in a bar and volunteering on a beach” you say, taking another sip of your drink to empty the glass “I’m not worthy of a minute of your time” you shrug and smile, as he shakes his head in denial “I’m not worthy of yours. God knows how I even managed to get you to humour this evening.” He tells you. “A lawyer? That’s a great job” he continues and you shrug “I don’t know” you sign “honestly,” you whisper, clearly slightly tipsy as you motion for him to move closer so you can tell him a secret “I don’t even know if I want to be a lawyer” you say, then visibly relax as if that statement is a weight off your shoulders. “That’s why I moved out here for the summer with Pen and Mav” you go to continue “my parents are pushing me to try get placement and start my own firm, but that their dream, not mine” you say and sigh “what do you want?” He asks and you look at him, slightly puzzled “me?” You ask and he nods “no one’s ever asked me that” you say and he takes your hand in his, stroking the back of it gently with his thumb “well I am. What do you want to do?” He asks and you speak without missing a beat “I want to be an elementary teacher.” You say with a small smile. “But there’s no money in it” you admit and purse your lips and he almost has to force himself not to say that he makes enough money to comfortably support the two of you if you wanted to take that path.

He looks around the two of you, the occupant number in the restaurant and outside slowly growing larger “I really wish it was only me and you” he says, annoyed that people had the audacity to crash your date by enjoying their own evening. “Really?” You grin and he nods “I’m jealous of everybody in the room” he says and you cock your head to the side in confusion, a smile still present on your face “and why’s that?” “Cause they all get to see how gorgeous you are, too” he admits. You blush again, eyes wide as they darken slightly, lids heavy as you look back at him “please don’t look at me with those eyes” he groans, running his hands over his face “what eyes?” You laugh “the eyes that’d get you very far in my bedroom” he replies and you smirk “they’re the only eyes I’ve got” he chuckled “m’kay, baby Maverick.” He jokes.

“If this is what our first date is like, imagine the second!” You state and he shakes his head “please don’t hint that you’re capable of lies” he begs and you shake your head no “no, I want to see you again, Javy” you say, leaning forward slightly to tell him and he victoriously celebrates in the comfort of his own mind. He looks from your eyes to your lips and back again “I dread the thought of our very first kiss” he admits and you crease your brows “and why’s that?” You ask as he leans ever closer “cause I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.” He mutters “tonight, a target I’m probably gonna miss” he grumbles and you smile widely. “Well you miss all of the shots you don’t take” you inform and he smirks, following your eyes as you watch the sea lap onto the beach.

“Let’s go” he says and you raise a brow, “what? Don’t like a little sand between your toes, Missouri girl?” He teases and you narrow your eyes “and you do, flyboy?” He laughs and you stand up, the two of you determined to race to the beach. “Can I pay our tab please?” You ask the lady at the bar who smiles and nods, heading to grab the card reader. Javy follows her without you noticing, only returning with the receipt “where’d the lady go?” You ask, confused with your card in hand. Javy just hands you the receipt and smiles victoriously. You look at him with wide eyes and slap his chest lightly “ugh Javy!” You scold “you didn’t have to do that!” “What, is chivalry dead?” He asks “no but I didn’t mind paying” you say and he holds his hands up “I suggested the date” he says “I suggested the drinks” you challenge but sigh as he wins the conversation “fine, but next time I’m paying” you say. (You don’t)

You head outside and he looks at the beach from the decking “I’ll race you” he says and you offer him a challenging look at he prepares to run “wait wait!” You say frantically and he creases his brows as you lean to remove the heels from your feet. “Oh we’re getting serious now?” He asks with a smirk and you give a determined glare “c’mon ‘Coyote’,” you tease his callsign “let’s see how fast you can really go” you threaten and he swallows the lump in his throat “oh I can go forever.” He says and you connect eyes with a knowing look.

“3.. 2..” he begins counting but you break of running and he sprints after you “hey! No fair you chested!” He shouts and you laugh loudly “you snooze, you loose; petrol pigeon!” You reply but feel hands wrap around your waist as you’re pulled to the grounds, but your fall is cushioned by a hard chest and a pair of soft, but strong hands. You laugh but it quickly quietens as you lay on top of him, hands on his chest, faces close and eyes connected. “Honest, let’s make this night last forever” you beg him and he shakes his head “Let’s make this last forever” he corrects and you giggle “forever?” He nods “and ever” he confirms, pulling you up and offering you a hand to hold as you walk along the beach, toes getting wet from the salty sea water every now and then.

“I really enjoyed this evening, Javy. Thank you.” You say and grin, approaching his truck and he nods in response, turning to you and placing his hands respectfully on your hips. “The pleasure is all mine, pretty girl” he replies, your hands moving to his chest as he pulls you ever closer. The sun is set now, the only light; the moon illuminating your face as your wide, expectant eyes look up at him. “You’re glowing.” He whispers and you smile “and you still haven’t kissed me” you whisper back, as he finally leans down and captures your lips with his own, a gentle yet deep embrace lasting for a little less time than either of you would liked.

“Forever and ever” you say quietly and pull away “let’s make this last forever” he says, opening the passenger side door to allow you to sit inside, walking around and getting in the drivers side to return you safe and sound to your aunt and uncle’s home, you look at the clock. ‘10:58pm’ it reads as you pull into the driveway. The lights are still on.

Your heels never got back on your feet and you pad back to your house bare-footed, waving at him as you knock and Maverick comes to unlock the door and lets you in. His instructor looks at Coyote and nods with a thumb up and Coyote mirrors his action; waiting for the door to fully shut until he drives back home.

“So.. how was that?” Penny asks “where are your shoes?” Maverick asks at the same time as they both look at you expectantly. You only look star stuck as you stand there in disbelief. “I think I’m gonna marry him”

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Secret Promises- j.c.m x reader

Hi. This is my first time writing on here, so please bear with me as i get used to some things.

If the flow is a little wonky, just ingnore it please. I quite literally pulled this out of my ass randomly.

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Title: Secret Promises

Pairing: Javy "Coyote" Machado x Seresin Fem! Reader

Trope/Scenario: secret relationship, hiding things from siblings. brothers best friend.

Synopsis: Y/n "Peregrine" Seresin made a promise to her brother that she would never date any of his friends. But when she falls in love with Javy "Coyote" Machado, she decides to break that promise and enter a secret relationship with her brother's best friend. Things were going well, until they all got called back to TOPGUN.

Warnings: swearing, smut under the cut (please bear with me if it's bad, this is my first time writing it.), alcohol, angst, Hangman, secret relationship. Please, please, let me know if I forgot anything. I want to make sure my content has the appropriate warning so nobody gets triggered. (I will update the warnings as the chapters progress.

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Y/n "Peregrine" Seresin was very good at keeping secrets.

She kept secrets for her family, for her friends, and even for random people at school. Anyone who knew her knew that if someone told her a secret, she would take it with her to the grave.

She would even put them in a notebook. It was a black leather bound one that her father had given her for Christmas one year.

Some of them were small secrets, like who ate the last waffle at breakfast. Others were larger, more incriminating. People cheating on tests. And each other.

Writing them down kept them out of her mind.

Y/n always wrote the date, which she always found weird. But she did it anyways.

All these things came out, one day or another. But there was one thing written in that notebook that she hoped and prayed to God would never come out. At least, not until she was ready for it to.

She wrote it down hastily one drunken night in Milan, Italy. It was her second deployment there.

Y/n wrote it in messy handwriting, on a page somewhere in the middle of the book. It stood out against the rest for the sole fact that she wrote it in bright red sharpie instead of the black pen she had used her entire life.

"I started dating Javy 'Coyote' Machado, Jake's best friend."

She put the date, like always, under the words. And then she signed her name right next to Javy's.

The more she looked back on it, the more she realized something:

Her and Javy's names together on the same page began to look less daunting as the months passed by. There even came a time where she saw that piece of paper as a promise.

Though there were times when the fear crept in, during the late hours of the night in the middle of a deployment. Somewhere where she had no one to hug her and tell her it would be fine.

Y/n knew she was playing a dangerous game here, a very dangerous game.

A game that if she lost, it could ruin a lot of the things she held so dear to her heart.

"Javy, honey, I'm close." She moaned into his shoulder.

It had been two years since that day. The day they had signed their names on a piece of paper. The day they sealed their fate.

They were currently in some hotel room in the middle of nowhere, on track to report for a new mission tomorrow.

That mission couldn't be farther from there minds right now.

All that mattered to them was the feeling of their bodies pressed against each other. Their lips had to"I know, baby I know," he said, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder as he thrust into her again. "Not much longer honey, I promise."

One of his hands was pinning hers into the mattress, stroking her thumb every once in a while. His free hand moved down her body, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing slow, consistent circles.

Y/n let out a string of incoherent words, a plea for Javy to move hsi thumb faster.

He did.

She moaned at the feeling of her high finally washing over her, her back arching in pleasure.

Javy thrust into her, his pace increasing as he chased his high. He bit down on her shoulder as his orgasm washed over him, his cum spilling into her.

It was the heavy breathing of two lovers and the monotonous hum of the A.C. unit that filled the silence of the next few moments.

Y/n brought her lips to his cheek in a chaste kiss. "I love you." she whispered. "I love you."

Javy pulled out, pulling Y/n closer to him, and wrapping her in his arms.

"You did so well for me, my love. So well," he whispered, stroking her hair.

Y/n put one of her hands behind his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

His body rolled partially on top of hers, their legs tangling once more.

They kissed softly. Nothing like the feverish kisses they had been exchanging just moments before.

Y/n cherished moments like this. And yes, she loved it when Javy ravished her, but she loved what came after even more.

The way they kissed each other, softly, deeply, lovingly.

The way their hands ran over the curves of each other's bodies. A silent promise that they belonged to no one but each other.

Javy got up, picking up his boxers from wherever they had landed on the floor in the heat of the early evening.

She hissed at the loss of his warmth against her body.

"I'll be right back baby, I'm just getting a towel," he said.

He was gentle when wiping her legs.

Javy grinned at the bruises and bite marks he had left there, a silent but powerful thing that said she was his.

"You didn't leave any on my neck, right?" Y/n said, her voice a little hoarse from the sounds that Javy dragged out of her. "They're all below my collarbones?"

"There's a few on your shoulder. But none on your neck. I made sure of that." Javy said sincerely.

He threw Y/n one of his sweatshirts and a pair of her underwear, as he put on a pair of sweatpants.

"Okay. That's fine. As long as nobody can see them."

It was a rule they came up with a long time ago, no marks above the collar line. They agreed on it when Jake pointed out a hickey Javy had given her the night before.

Y/n said it was from a hookup she engaged in a few days ago, some guy from a bar, she told Jake.

Surprisingly, thankfully. Jake believed her, simply telling her to be careful.

As Javy slammed his cock into her that night, he was careful to not leave any marks on her neck.

Though he made up for it by sucking on every other available patch of skin there was. Her clavicle, her breasts, her stomach, her thighs.

Javy loved leaving marks on her thighs.

Sitting up, she admired the current condtion of her inner thighs. The skin bloomed in different shades of red and purple. She spotted a few bite marks among the colors.

"Like what you see?" Javy asked, his mouth etched in a smirk.

"Not your best work, Machado." She sighed teasingly, "But I guess this will have to do."

He rolled his eyes. "So fucking needy." He mumbled with a smirk.

He handed her a cup of water. She mumbled her thanks.

"Your brother texted me. He said we're meeting at the hard deck tomorrow," said Javy, showing her his phone.

He sat on the bed, turning on one of the lamps on the nightstand next to him. Y/n put her cup down on the nightstand near her side of the bed.

"What time?" she said, She pulled the duvet over her body, snuggling into Javy's side, her arm draping over his torso.

"Five-Thirty."

"Good. Cause I'm sleeping in tomorrow," said Y/n.

Javy laughed softly. "Of course, you will."

They talked like that, late into the night. The stories of their deployments, the people they met, the places they saw. All this they whispered to each other in the darkness of the night.

All the time they pressed kisses to each other's faces, relishing the fact that they were in one another's arms. Home. safe and Sound.

They fell asleep like that, holding each other as they had done so many nights before. The nights like these made it seem like this could be less of a secret and more of a reality.

"Someday." Y/n told herself before, "Someday this won't have to be something between the two of us."

She harbored the same thought before she went to bed, the tightening of Javy's arms around her finally lulling her to sleep.

(this is unedited for the most part.)

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