#✘ || who says i didn't hit my target ( psa )

[nyx-aira]

Jealousy

Requested by anon

Summary: Melina isn't jealous, she's just doing her job. Right?

A/N: Since I saw Black Widow I was absolutely gone for her and there aren't enough Melina fics out there so prepare for more (I can already see this is gonna be another obsession of mine)

Also thank you so much for 600 followers, you're the best guys<3

TW: a bit of violence

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PSA c/@ynscrazylife

It was just a mission. It was just a mission, Melina repeat again and again as she watched you from the monitors flirting with your target.

She hated the way he had his arm around you waist and how he was starting at you not so subtle all the time. Melina knew this was the plan but she didn't like it one bit.

She told herself it was because she had to watch out for you and she couldn't do that while she was up here, watching the whole thing fold out in front of her. But as much as Melina wanted to deny it she knew the real reason why she was so troubled by the whole situation.

She was jealous.

It should be her who would be by your side, holding you close and touching you. Not some creepy old man who loved getting his hands on someone like you. Melina just wanted to cut them off, no one should be allowed to touch you besides her.

Normally the Russian spy wouldn't allow herself to indulge in something silly like daydreams but every time she saw you with someone she wanted it to be her, wanted it to be her who held your hand, who danced with you, who kissed you.

But it was nothing more than that. Silly daydreams.

Shaking her head Melina focused on the mission again, having lost you out of her sight for a minute.

When she found you again she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding but almost choked on the air as she saw where the two of you were. The private bedrooms.

Seeing red, Melina jumped out of her chair and left the security room, running down two flights of stairs, running faster as she saw unconscious security guards laying on the floor.

She tried to contact you but her earpiece wasn't working, electric static the only thing coming from your end. Cursing under her breath she stormed into the room where she pinpointed your location and was almost hit by bullets shooting in her direction.

Ducking behind some of the fancy pillars in the room she took cover and assessed the situation. There were seven guards in the room, enhanced by the look of the fist shaped holes in the walls. Two were already unconscious but that didn't make their situation much better.

Seeing an opening Melina charged at one of the guards, stunning him with her widow bites but he only stumbled for a bit before he recovered and turned towards her, fist going for her face.

Melina was too involved fighting the guard that was trying to stab her with a knife repeatedly that she didn't hear your cry for help until she saw you fall to the floor.

Melina made quick work of the remaining guard as she ran to your side, loading her widow bites to full capacity and shooting the guard, that was about to kill you, in the neck, hitting him in just the right place.

She sank to the ground and immediately noticed your broken leg but she knew the two of you had to get out of there as soon as possible.

Judging the pained look on your face you knew that as well as you got up from the ground and hissed in pain the moment your foot hit the ground.

Wrapping an arm around your shoulder she helped you up, the both of you making your way to the abandoned hallways, the guests of the gala having fled already.

Even though Melina knew you were hurt and were only relying on her help for that reason she felt a sense of pride surging through her as you squeezed her hand a bit harder. Telling herself it was only to get out of there faster she wrapped a possessive arm around your waist, her rage at the man from before still burning under her skin.

You were hers. Hers alone.

The logical part of her brain knew you were nobodys but the rest of Melina screamed at her to show the whole world that no one was allowed to touch you besides her.

"You're thinking to loud, Melina ", you remarked as you walked down the stairs, her grip on you tightening as she felt you stumble a bit.

The two of you walked in silence until Melina couldn't keep it quiet anymore.

"What were you thinking." She hissed, anger from before flaring up again.

"I was doing my job, Melina", you answered, unsure where her anger was coming from, "I'm don't know why you're so worked up, we have done this like a million times."

That was apparently the wrong thing to say as her eyes got darker and she let out a growl.

Yes you had done this a million times and every time Melina had to restrain herself from stabbing the person to death that was your target. She didn't like it. She never liked it.

"We could have done this a different way." She managed to rasp out, her hands shaking with rage as the adrenaline from the fight decreased.

"What, why?", you said, getting worked up as well, what was wrong with her, "it worked, I got in, flirted with him and..."

You stopped, turning around to look her in the face.

"You're jealous."

Melinas heart stopped. How was she gonna get out of this one. She hadn't been caught off guard like this in a long time.

"You know", you started, "I actually think this way is the best way to do it, you know why, Melina?"

Just walk Melina. Don't listen to a word.

"Because I can have my fun and..."

That was the last straw for her. Shoving you against the wall she looked at you with hungry eyes. This wasn't the professional agent you had been working with, this was Melina, the real Melina.

"Mine, you understand that. Mine."

That was the last thing she said as she lunged forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Her hands in your hair she kissed you passionately, nipping at your bottom lip and catching it between her teeth.

Finally. She had been waiting for this for ages. This was how you treated someone like you, not like how they did it before her. But now there wouldn't be anyone able to do this anymore. Hers, only hers.

Melinas rage made her deepen the kiss, needing more. More of this, more of you.

Starting to get dizzy she pressed one last kiss to your lips as she let go of you, leaning her forehead against yours.

Catching her breath she took a minute before she looked at you. You were staring at her with an unreadable expression and for a second Melina feared that she misinterpreted the situation.

Almost as if sensing her doubts you pulled her close again, pressing a short but firm kiss to her lips, wrapping your hands around her waist to keep her in place.

This time Melina saw a knowing grin on your face and it dawned on her.

"You said that on purpose."

You just shrugged playfully as you looked her in the eyes again and with a mischievous glint in your eyes you spoke.

"What can I say, jealous Melina is really hot and dangerous."

She just stared at you for a second before she brushed a stray peace of hair out of your eyes. Cupping your face in her hands she got close and whispered in your ear.

"Then I hope you know not to make me too jealous."

"I wouldn't dream of it." You replied but your answer was cut short when she leaned forward again to capture you in yet another kiss.

Grabbing hold of her hair you silently cheered to yourself as you kissed her back.

Mission accomplished.

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[thatjedirey]

Okay time for my Survivor rantings: PSA, this is LAST WEEK'S EPISODE because I forgot to post.

First thing, this cool lady named Lauren finds a hidden advantage. It allows her to avoid voting at a future tribal council, and save that vote to use at a later date. So basically, she can vote twice at tribal sometime. Sounds cool.

Time for the reward challenge. The prize is a trip to a private island, pasta, and wine. They draw for teams and the odd person out gets lucky and automatically gets to go on the reward trip.

Pulling for my bae, Devon, as usual. Fuck he's so hot.

They have to aim slingshots at these targets and hit so many of them to win.

Devon is a beast and his team wins! Woooo!

There's a twist with the reward: when they eat the pasta, each person gets to go in the room and eat what they want ALONE. So how much you eat when its your turn could make people trust your or distrust you.

Devon's like "I don't like this"

Because Joe was the odd man out when they drew for teams, he automatically gets to go on the reward AND gets to pick the order in which everyone eats.

Devon gets to go first because it's HIS BIRTHDAY! Awww!

Cole goes after Devon, and realizes there's a MESSAGE written on the bottom of the plate. It says there's an idol hidden under the flag back at camp. He tries to cover the message up by putting the pasta on a napkin and covering the plate back up with it.

Chrissy eats next, and finds the message. She tries to cover it back up, and hopes that her ally Frodo Potter sees it next.

Frodo Potter's turn comes and he finds the message, too. He's smart, so he hides the plate in the bushes nearby, leaving the lady bit of pasta on the napkin for Joe to eat.

They get back to camps and Cole goes off to the bathroom. Knowing that he might've seen the message, Frodo Potter immediately goes and digs the idol up.

Cole spots Chrissy trying to cover up the hole where Frodo Potter was digging. He runs towards her and starts fighting with her to dig up the idol first, not realizing Frodo Potter already had it.

Everyone spots the commotion and immediately rushes over to see what's going on. Frodo Potter is just standing there watching as half the tribe fights over digging for an idol in this hole, the whole time HE ALREADY HAS IT.

Everyone sees Cole mess with his pants and MISTAKE it for him putting an idol in his pocket. So now everyone thinks Cole has an idol.

Immunity challenge is yet another balancing act. It eventually gets down to Cole and JP. I don't care for either of them, so ugh.

Cole won. Not a big deal because they wouldn't have tried voting him out anyway, since they think he has an idol.

Chrissy and Frodo Potter and sad because they of course KNOW he doesn't have the idol and we're gonna try and vote him out. Ugh.

So now it's time for everyone to scramble and figure out who to vote for.

I do not like Joe, I want Joe to get voted out. He does not have an idol. Please let them vote Joe out.

Joe and Ben are arguing because apparently Ben once "swore on the marines" or something. It was weird all around. I kinda like Ben, though. He wears a cowboy hat and seems cool? He's also allied with Lauren, whom I like!

I'm confused tonight - idk who they're voting out. Everyone is doing their own thing with their own alliance. Who knows.

Ah tribal, the weirdest thing happens: BEN DOES NOT WEAR HIS HAT. I didn't even know who he actually looked like. So confused.

Devon talks about how the game is exhausting.

The vote is all over the place at first. Ben gets a vote and so does Lauren.

THEN there's a tie between Joe and Desi. NOT OKAY because I like Desi.

They all have to vote again, this time between JUST Desi and Joe, and they vote out Desi. I'm sad af.

So my fave this season is ~clearly~ Devon. But I also really like Lauren, Frodo Potter, and Chrissy. I liked Desi but she's out. Le sigh.

So there’s an Adam Driver look-a-like on this season of Survivor.