Kyle always preens under your words, head ducked down as he stands beside you in the kitchen. "What's wrong, baby? You're awfully quiet."
"Um... broke somethin." He whispers, tone dripping with guilt and shame as he holds a portion of your shirt in his fist. You hold back a sigh, knowing that Kyle was very sensitive when he felt like he was in trouble.
You knew you'd heard a crash, you had been praying it was just your imagination.
"Were you kicking your ball in the house again, baby?" Kyle whimpers, his face pressed between your shoulders. "Kyle..."
"Yes, Mama." He confesses, a full body shiver rolling through him. "Mama, I'm sorry..."
"I know you are. Show me the mess, baby." He takes your hand shakily, guiding you to the living room where one of your favorite lamps lay cracked on the floor. There was also a sizeable hole in the drywall, a football laying innocently at the scene. "What did I tell you about playing football in the house, sweetheart?"
Kyle immediately starts to sob, large tears rolling down his cheeks as he grips your hand tighter. "Not too! Not supposed to! Mama, I'm sorry!" He sobs as he buries his face back between your shoulder blades. You were upset, mostly about the lamp even though you knew you could buy a new one.
"Thank you for saying sorry, baby, but you have to go sit on your time out rug until Mama cleans this all up." You explain as you walk over to the mat. Kyle hates the time-out mat. He hates being in trouble, but he clings to you as you walk over to the dreaded corner.
"Nooo! No, Mama, please! I clean it! I clean it up!" Kyle wails when you gently untangle his hand from your shirt, guiding him to sit down. He plops down, knees drawn up to his chest as far as they will go. You kneel down in front of him, taking both of his hands in yours.
"Kyle, hey, look at Mama." You keep your voice even and soft, stroking his knuckles with your thumbs. "You can't clean it up because it's glass. You're too little right now, and you could get hurt. You're going to sit here and calm down while I clean." Kyle whines, shaking his head no as he stamps one of his feet. You knew he was genuinely upset, but you could tell this was gearing up to a tantrum. "Alright, sit here until Mama comes to get you."
You let go of his hands, and he screams all over again, deflating on his mat as he did. He kicks his feet against the mat, pounding his fists down in one of the first proper tantrums you'd ever seen him throw. You were a little impressed by it but didn't acknowledge it as you picked up the biggest pieces of the glass and put the football into the closet.
The drywall was easy to sweep up, but you vacuumed up the whole area to make sure there was no glass on the floor. Kyle's tantrum fizzles out after three minutes, softly crying into as he watches you finish cleaning up the living room. He let out another sob when you picked up most of his toys and put them in the closet.
You were so glad that he felt safe enough to throw a tantrum, but you also weren't going to reward bad behavior. Once he started to calm down, you sat down across from him. "Hey, sweetheart. Do you want a hug? Want to cuddle on the couch?" Kyle nods emphatically, wobbling when he stands up and follows after you.
You let him crawl into your lap, his head burrowed into your neck. "There we go, sweetheart, Mama has you." You whisper as you softly bounce your knees. It's difficult with how heavy Kyle is, but the gym sessions with Simon were helping. "You made a bad choice, but that's okay. You sat in time out like a good boy, and you waited until I got you."
Kyle leans back to look at you, shakily wiping his face with the backs of his hands. You stop him with careful hands, patting his face dry with a tissue. "You're my good boy."
"No mad, Mama?" He whispers nervously as he leans into your palm.
"Why would I be mad, honey? Hmm? You made a mistake playing football in the house, but you told Mama and served your time out." You explain lovingly as you help him blow his nose. He nods slowly along with your words, letting his head drop back onto your chest. "Mm, poor thing. You're gonna have to tell Papa that the wall is broken when he gets home, okay?"
He whines a little at that but nods sleepily, yawning loudly as his thumb sneaks into his mouth. "Oh, Bubba. Looks like it's gonna be an early nap time today." You coo as you gently ease him up to his feet. He pouts a little at the mention of a nap, but he doesn't argue as you take him to his nursery. You trade his thumb for a pacifier. He lays down on his belly, squeezing his favorite lamb plush to his chest.
"Mama's gonna make you a snack for when you wake up, okay? Do you want a pizza lunchable or ham and cheese." You whisper as you stroke his head, rubbing your thumb against his temple.
"Pissa." He lisps around his pacifier, fighting to keep his eyes open. He hated to admit, but the tantrum had really exhausted him.
"Pizza it is, baby. Get some rest." You wait until his breathing evens out, making sure he was tucked in before you leave the room; jumping slightly when you almost run into Simon's chest. "Jesus! When did you get home?"
"Just did. Heard you two in here." He murmurs, walking down the hall with you. "There's a hole in the wall."
"Kyle played footie in the house again." You explain as you flop down on the couch. "Don't be hard on him when he tells you. He already had a time out." Simon chuckles at that which makes you raise an eyebrow. "What?"
"You're so soft with him when he's little." He teases as he sits down beside you, finally relaxing for the first time since he started the day. "Hard not to be when he cries." You smile a little at that, nudging his foot with yours.
"You should be the one to wake him up later. He loves it when you do." He smiles at that, glad that he never lost his place as Papa. This was a strange family for most people looking in, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
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Natasha’s genius characterization through her relationship with Steve in CATWS
Ok so my friend and I were just discussing the “straight baiting” in CATWS and somehow because I’m the autistic person that I am I managed to turn it into a whole Natasha Romanoff character analysis, and I figured some other autistics on tumblr would appreciate it
TW for brief, non-explicit mentions of SA
Natasha trying to set Steve up showed her playful/flirty side, caring side, and avoidant side all at the same time. Playful/flirty is quite obvious and I don’t rlly feel the need to explain that… But it masks her caring side so well. Because we know she doesn’t have any romantic intentions, so what she actually wants, on top of teasing him, is to genuinely set him up with someone. Natasha’s highly empathetic, so she can tell he misses Peggy and has had a hard time adjusting to life in the future. So she’s trying to help him move on and be happy and live in the moment without outright saying it and sounding like she’s preaching at him. It’s more of a gentle nudge, but like a really kind and caring gentle nudge. But then we also have her avoidant side. She doesn’t want to outright SAY she cares about him and wants to ensure he’s okay, because the way she was raised, if she shows she cares then that’s a weakness. In a way it still is because she still works as a spy. So she cares about him, but she doesn’t want to show it because she’s scared, so she hides her care under playful banter/flirtiness.
The kiss, and that whole mall scene was probably my favourite part of the whole movie. It does a great job of showing Natasha’s competence, and demonstrating the building trust between them. At the beginning of the movie Steve begins to doubt whether he trusts her because she didn’t tell him about her ulterior mission. When they’re hiding from HYDRA, Steve’s first instinct is to punch his way out of it. But when Natasha says “put your arm around me and laugh at something I said” he does it. He trusts her. (Which ofc is touched on later, “if it was up to me to save your life, would you trust me to do it?” “I would now” AAAAAA) Then when we get to the kiss itself, it’s so… respectful. Given the situation, you’d expect a lot of men to take advantage of Natasha and try to turn the kiss into something hot, and then excuse themself by saying they were making sure it was believable. But Steve doesn’t do any of that. He doesn’t grope her or try to kiss her at all, it’s literally the bare minimum. All it is is their lips touching. And the writers don’t make a weird sexual joke about it, instead Steve and Nat make a normal human joke which seems very natural to both characters and doesn’t sexualize either of them. “You still uncomfortable?” “That’s not exactly the word I would use.” I just love that because it was so matter-of-fact and respectful. Steve’s like yeah, objectively Natasha’s really beautiful and kissing her wasn’t uncomfortable, but I’m also not interested in her romantically or sexually, and of course I’m not going to take advantage of her.
The car scene tied it all together nicely. I like how the playfulness is maintained throughout their relationship, and it’s fun! And it’s not weird! Natasha’s sense of humor is just flirty and she likes teasing people, but it’s also not sexual. “Was that your first kiss since 1945?” “That bad, huh?” “No, no, I didn’t say that-“ was both funny, and says a lot about their closeness that they can joke about what was probably really awkward at the time. And when Natasha asks him “who do you want me to be?” And he replies “how about a friend?” Her smile gets me every time. Because she looks relieved. She looks relieved because even after kissing her, he doesn’t want anything romantic or sexual. He just wants her to be his friend. And she’s so used to men taking advantage of her. Or even if they aren’t taking advantage of her, they’re at least into her. Take Tony and Happy in Iron Man 2. Neither of them were harassing her, but if she’d kissed them they probably would’ve kissed back a lot harder than Steve. Both of them were trying to look at her in her bra and totally would’ve slept with her if she’d consented. Which is probably the way a lot of men feel about her. So to ask Steve openly, “who do you want me to be?” without making her intentions clear beforehand, and having him answer “a friend” means so much to her. Because Steve is one of the few men in her life who sees her as a person and a friend, and doesn’t even consider her sexually.
In conclusion their friendship is so important ❤️ and I love Nat, y’all never would’ve guessed that tho
Kisses can be platonic!!!!!! Cuddles and handholding can be platonic!!!! Physical affection isn't inherently romantic!!!!! You get to decide what is/isn't romantic for you!!!!! And as always, consent is key!!!!!!!
