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Being the Older Sibling of Hat Kid Headcanons (A Hat In Time)

Note: This is probably OOC

Being Hat Kid’s older sibling can be wild at times.

Like, you only slept for a few hours to learn that Hat Kid lost their soul by signing a contract.

And how the hell are they so calm about it?!

Why didn’t Hat Kid tell you about the missing timepieces? She was afraid that you would get mad at her.

You weren’t mad. It was out of her control. But you were mad when Hat Kid accidentally drove the cruise ship into the iceberg.

You decide to help her, despite the fact you want her to stay at the ship. She was too insistent to go with you.

You two were a pretty good team. Though you two get injured a lot. Her often mischievous nature is the cause of it 

You often take care of the injuries and fix ripped up clothes. If thrip is big enough, you sew in patches of cats on Hat Kid’s clothes. Majority of them have tiny hats on.

Hat Kid sometimes wants you to stay with her when she takes naps. You weren’t too bothered by it.

When you fall asleep while sitting and your head resting against Hat Kid’s bed, she puts a blanket over you and carefully puts one of her many pillows under your head.

You are glad that you are her older Sibling.

You were the older sibling

And I was the younger sibling.

I was the rebel

So you could be golden child.

Your firsts were their firsts too,

So mine didn't matter as much as yours.

Every good and bad,

You were taught them,

While I learned them.

"youngest sibling annoying older sibling after they had a long work day lmaooo"

Except it's my older siblings pestering me, a literal 15-year-old, after I've finished a 9am-7pm shift as a dental assistant (which is like 3-5 hours longer than my siblings' shifts).

smiling as my brother cries and screams in protest because he has to go to bed because he's biting pillows, toys, remotes and annoying the cat and dogs

sometimes as an older sibling you just want peace of the child going to bed

✨ older sisters are the backbone of society and deserve financial compensation, someone had to say it 💪👯‍♀️

Being an older sibling, and seeing a younger sibling upset will never stop being painful.

It only adds to the pain when you aren't equally close to all of them, and the one with the most distance is the one in need of help.

We've never been overly close, and they seldom, if ever, come to me for help. Our parents were more gentle raising them, so they grew up healthier and more independent. That's a bit of a double edged sword, though. I could at least try to calm the others down and encourage them, but not this time. They probably don't want me to, and I wouldn't know how, even if they did.

It's strange how people who grew up in such close quarters, with the same parents have such drastically different connections with each other. The rest of us a close-knit clique, with a thin, frail connection to that island. It's not like any of us deliberately excluded each other growing up, and it's not like any of us saw it coming. It's no fault of our own, and it's upsetting, but that's the way things came out.

Yet when the younger sibling hits the older sibling with the branch, and the older sibling can't fight back, they still get punished. It's just that for your whole life

How do I comfort my autistic younger brother?

Like whenever he's crying about something (he's a 6 year old and doesn't know how to express his emotions and his rowdy sister doesn't help) I try and help him out but I can't get him to stop crying and he doesn't like hugs and all that so idk how to comfort him.

No one mentions older child privilege

Older child: Gets new car

Youngest: Get 10 year old hand me down

Older: It's okay, you're just not good at this.

Youngest: At least one of my kids needs to be it and you're left.

I’ve recently come to the conclusion that Dabi’s backstory speaks to those of us older siblings that were asked only the best by our parents, those of us who were told that we should be better than them, those of us that were supposed to be excellent in order to set an example for our younger siblings, and started hurting ourselves in the pursue of that but then our parents just suddenly stopped asking the best of us yet we had already burned in ourselves their expectations but when they stopped pushing us it felt as if they abandoned us and so we kept pushing ourselves even more in hopes to regain that praise or approval we once had that we misinterpreted as love and then we became bitter towards our siblings because they seemed so put-together, so effortless and yet they get that same praise we practically beat ourselves in order to get

Does it make sense? Can anyone else relate or is it just me?