#youngest child

[lostpimplepatch]

Specifically, Tim is for the kids who had parents with undiagnosed trauma and mental illnesses. The ones who had to gentle parent their own parents. The ones that have to remain stable even when they can't because they are needed.

Dick is for the eldest children that feel constant guilt for how their actions affect the rest of the family. In success, you set a standard too high for them and in failure you're taking away resources(time, emotional energy, money) that should have been theirs.

Somewhere in between, relating to them both, is the youngest that has to be happy all the time for the family to function. The one that gets made fun of when you need a joke. But also the one that knows everyone's triggers and is always paying attention to everyone's mood. The one whose work is never recognized because no one else has to be home as much as them, everyone else gets a break but them.

Dick is for the eldest sibling while Tim is for the parentified children and I think that's the most important difference between them

[liexpressway]

But once he is gone who will I have?

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[incognitopolls]

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[witchyykitten]

'you're so sensitive'

THANKS

i was never fully allowed to express my emotions as a child because when i did i would get yelled or made fun of

[redz0nez9]

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[imthenextrobin]

nobody ever talks about how Damian grew up in the manor with siblings all around him. He was constantly getting “bothered” by someone in the manor, and had little time to himself.

The transition from that to nobody living in the manor a few years later would have any sane kid go crazy

it’s the same for when the youngest child grows up to live in an empty house in their teen years, when they got used to it being full

Damian would look at the counter and remember when Jason forced him to help him make cookies for Dick’s birthday

He would look at the desk where Tim would pass out sometimes from overworking, his empty coffee cup still there on the side of the table

He would pass by the bedrooms that used to be filled with his siblings, numbly looking at the room where Steph and Cass have sleepovers in

Duke was the only one who would have stayed for a bit longer, but even he would start looking for some apartments in his free time.

And soon, Damian would learn to get used to the silence he so dearly wished for when he was younger. Except every time he went to bed, he would secretly hope he would wake up to people chatting in the kitchen, a few screams, loud air horns, and someone barging in his room annoyingly.

[writtenroses1813]

Every family is different, but sometimes being the youngest means:

Growing up too fast

Learning to lie from a young age to please older siblings

Fear of rejection

Not knowing how healthy relationships work

Getting everything sooner (phones, privileges, but also things like losing childhood faster, learning Santa isn’t real faster, etc.)

Too many expectations that don’t count when met

Invalidated emotions

“You’re just sensitive”

“That’s just how siblings are, we aren’t bullying you”

[astrqiixsq]

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

pairings: sully family x sister!reader

warnings: none I think!

word count: 2.2k

a/n: the reader will be replacing Tuk but as a 10 year old! this is for all my babies that just want to be loved and protected <33.

(this takes place before the plot of avatar twow!!)

even though you were only a few years younger than the rest of your siblings, you were babied for your entire childhood.

you couldn't do pretty much anything without one of your family members following on behind you or asking what you were doing every 30 seconds.

while you thought it was extremely annoying, your parents and siblings thought it was perfectly normal.

your family were extremely protective over you, and to be honest, it was kinda cute.

but it was on days like these, you just had enough of it.

It was way past eclipse before your family got home from the fight against the sky people. kiri was sent to tend against the injured while the rest of your family were fighting, your older brothers being spotters as normal on their ikrans.

while they were gone you were told stay close to your grandma mo'at, so you did what you did almost everyday, stay inside and make bracelets for the family. It was the only thing you had been doing pretty much everyday for years.

you were just finishing up your third bracelet when you heard shouts coming from outside your tent.

"the war party is back!" you heard someone call.

hurriedly, you chucked the bracelet into the box and ran outside to the cliffs, dodging your clan members while you were at it.

"slow down y/n, you could get hurt!" a nearby scientist called out to you.

"sorry!" you replied on instinct, not really listening to what they were saying.

you saw your mother and father first, hopping off their ikrans and taking their weapons off of themselves. although they looked perfectly fine, there was a glint in their eyes you couldn't quite understand.

next you saw your brothers and your sister kiri, landing their ikrans next to your parents. a few minor cuts and scrapes were placed on your brothers torsos however that was hardly out of the norm, due to their daring personalities. but they still stared the same look at your parents, what was going on?

choosing to ignore this for now, you ran up to your family, shouting excitedly, "mom, dad!"

your mother turned around in just enough time to see you fling your arms around her waist and nuzzle into the side of her waist.

"y/n, y/n, y/n." she muttered your name, picking you up by your armpits and resting you on her hip.

it was normal for you to go to your mother first after your family coming back from fights. your mom was always the most tense and it was only right for you to ease her worries before she would scold one of your siblings for doing something wrong. it was like you were the water on her fire.

as she ran her fingers through your hair and turned to look into your eyes, you could still see that tense glint in her eyes. huh, that's weird.

before you had time to think much of it, you were quickly lifted up off of your mother and put into the hands of neteyam. neteyam was your oldest brother and probably the most protective, although it was hard to tell sometimes with lo'ak's fiery personality. however, it was certain that neteyam was the softest with you, he was always the sibling you would go to if you hand any problems. and he was always the one holding your hand or cuddling you when you felt upset or frightened. you loved it.

"how is my little sis doing?" he asked, embracing you in his arms and kissing your forehead gently. yup, definitely the softest with you.

"im okay." you giggled, wiping at the yellow war paint on his face. you loved the colour yellow since it matched your eyes.

"well you must be tired because it is way past you bedtime baby, you ought to be asleep!" your father told you, moving away from his ikran to take you out of neteyam's arms and probably off to bed.

bed? you thought. it was only 8:30! something was definitely up.

"no!" you whined. wriggling out of neteyam's grip and running away to hide behind the closest ikran.

however, you only got about two or three steps before you were swept back off your feet and into lo'ak's arms, his grip tight on you.

"oh no you don't" he chuckled, looking at kiri who also laughed at your attempt to get away from bed.

"please! you only just came home, i want to see you!" you spoke as you struggled against lo'ak's tight grip on you. but feeling you move in his arms only made lo'ak's hold on you tighter.

"sorry my love but you're too young to be up this late! plus, me and your father need to discuss something with your siblings." your mother said, sharing a stern glance at your family beside you. well now you knew that 100% something was up.

lo'ak carried you back into the sleeping room of your tent, gently setting you down on your small sleeping matt in the corner at whispering a soft goodnight in your ear before leaving the room.

though your big sister kiri came in a couple minutes later to tuck you in, handing you your little na'vi toy and bending down to quickly kiss your temple and say goodnight.

"love you, y/n". she whispered, before standing up to leave the room. yet, you couldn't help but notice her shoulder's tense before going into the main living room of the tent.

what were your family going to talk about? whatever it was, you were going to find out.

curiosity had always been a big feature in your personality, you were always known as the girl in the village who asked too many questions, but you never thought that as a bad thing. as your father used to say, 'curiosity always killed the cat', but not really knowing what a 'cat' was, you chose to ignore his comment.

anyway, it was now 8:56 in the evening and you had been staring up at your ceiling for about ten minutes, now you decided it was finally time to find out what your family was hiding from you. wether it was a good or bad thing, you still deserved to know. nevertheless you had to make sure your parents thought you were asleep before eavesdropping into their conversation at night, so you decided to wait ten minutes.

after finally feeling that you had waited long enough, you cautiously stood up off your sleeping mat and made your way over to the small hole in your weaved wall, making sure you made no noise as you stood on your tiptoes to peer in.

sure enough, your family were speaking about something.

"listen, today we saw that more space ships are returning on pandora, this means we have to be extra careful when going on trips. got it?" your father spoke to your siblings who were standing in a circle around the fire, each of them giving glances to the other.

what does he mean more space ships? you wonder looking at your fathers unreadable expression.

"got it?" your father spoke clearer, realising he hadn’t gotten an answer from his children.

"yes sir". they all spoke in unison, sharing the same look you couldn’t quite understand.

you were used to your siblings calling your father sir by now, but it had always seemed very odd to you. why did your siblings have to call their father sir when you were not allowed to call him sir at all? it suddenly hit you in that moment just how much you didn’t know about your family and how confusing your life really is.

however, your mother cut your thought stepping in front of jake when she spoke, "your father and i have been doing some speaking and we think it would be better if you were not allowed to go beyond the hallelujah mountains, it is for your own safety from these new threats."

your brothers and sister let out a chorus of protests and complaints, stepping aside from the fireplace and over to your parents.

how could they do this? you thought, you had never seen a sky person that wasn't a scientist before and what did your parents mean about spaceships? this isn't fair!

suddenly, the room went quiet in front of you and all your family turned to look in your direction.

"y/n?" your mother looked straight into your eye.

oh eywa, i must have said that last part aloud, you thought. you were totally busted.

immediately, you backed away from the crack and tried to sprint back to your bed, only to hear your father call, "y/n, we saw you. now please come in here to speak to us."

you sighed as you stepped up off the floor and walked towards the living room. what were you going to say to your parents?

as you stepped into the large room inside of your tent, you were met with looks of disappointment from your parents and stern looks from your siblings, so you just decided to stay in the corner of the room near the door.

"y/n what were you doing listening into our conversation tonight, you know you were supposed to be asleep." your father spoke in his leader voice, this made you flinch against the doorway.

"ma jake." your mother scolded your father. she hated it when your father got too stern with you, she always said you were too young to be spoken too in such a way.

looking guilty as you turned away from the door and to your parents, you spoke. "i just wanted to know what was going on tonight. i saw your worried looks when you came back from the fight today and thought something was up, so i listened into your conversation to make sure nothing bad happened." you fiddled with the beads on your skirt as you spoke.

your parents shared a worried glance before your mother turned to you and uttered, "my love, you should be in bed right now. you are simply too young to need to know what is happening and too young to even understand it, please go back to bed."

but you didn't move to go back to bed, you were too overcome by anger and frustration. it was always that you were too young for anything. when were you ever going to grow up?

taking a couple steps forwards before speaking, you reasoned, "i am tired of being treated like a baby mom and dad! i just want to know what is happening in my life and you guys won't let me because i am 'too young'! i am ten, not four!"

"y/n-" your sister kiri tried to cut you off, but you just continued.

"no kiri! you don't understand. you, neteyam and lo'ak got your first ikrans at the age of nine! i am ten but i am still told everyday that i am 'too young' to do anything on my own, anything! all i want to do is act like other kids my age without having someone peering over my shoulder the whole time! all i want to do is be a normal ten year old!" your voice broke at the end of your speech and you didn't realise you were crying until neteyam was in front of you, using the pads of his thumbs to gently wipe away the tears on your cheeks and using an arm to pull your head onto his stomach.

"y/n", your father kneeled down infront of you before continuing his sentence, "we see your frustrations and know your pain, but please keep in mind you are still ten. ten year olds should not be involved with wars and fighting, they should be at home enjoying their childhood years safe. plus, me and the rest of your family feel as if you are not ready yet to go out on adventures on your own, and that is final." jake stepped up off the ground and pecked a kiss at your forehead, but this only made your anger rise.

not ready to go on adventures on my own? you thought, feeling your little four-fingered hands turn into fists. they are not listening! i'll show them what i am really capable of.

you pushed out of neteyam's grasp, speaking to everyone in the room when you said, "you guys aren't listening! i'll show you that i am not too young, just you wait." after speaking, you ran out of the room and towards the main door, ignoring your families shouts and cries for you to stop.

lo'ak, who you had actually had forgotten was there because he was so quiet, make an attempt to grab your arm. however, you just dodged his hand and sped up your pace before reaching the edge of the cliff infront of you, right next to the ikrans. perfect, you thought.

without thinking about the consequences, you threw yourself onto the closest ikran and connected the bond without a thought.

oh eywa, you were really in trouble now.

this is the first fanfic i have ever written so apologies if it is bad! idk if i will be making a pt 2 to this because it is just a oneshot but we’ll see!

if there are any mistakes in the text please let me know in the comments and i will really appreciate it!

anyway, i hope you enjoy the rest of your day and have fun!

[feralboo-the-weirdo]

Being the youngest sucks.

Being the youngest is always being lonely

It's always being too young

Always the odd one out, the late one.

The last to leave, the last to graduate

The child the parents give up parenting on because they're tired

It's feeling guilty you're the youngest even though you couldn't chose your birth order.

It's the guilt that you were treated "better"

You got "more."

It's being the baby of the family and feeling suffocated in the wants your parents have for you. It's feeling like you can never leave your parents.

It's growing up too fast because you don't want to be left behind

It's hiding away your emotions because you realize no one really cares

It's trying to be the sunshine child

it's trying to be the child the parents have to do the least for.

it's watching your siblings get punished and wondering when you're next

it's feeling immensely terrified of confrontation because you're never allowed to win.

It's being left with your siblings because your parents gave up on you and being raised by them.

It's listening to your siblings emotions and feeling terrible because you can't do anything to help them.

it's feeling to young

it's feeling like you deserve to be punished for existing.

It's feeling like you're the last straw that broke your parents. That if they just hadn't had you they'd still have money.

It's feeling like you have to be there for your parents because all the rest of your siblings leave. It's feeling like a third parent.

it's watching everyone around you grow old but you're still young.

it's feeling so old but you're still young.

it's being told you're selfish when you're literally a child.

it's being told to grow up when you're a child.

It's feeling like you can't have mental illnesses because you watch the strain it puts on your parents with your siblings. It's watching your family suffer but not knowing how to help and not being able to.

It's constantly eavesdropping on accident out of habit because no one explains what's going on.

It's trying to monitor the situation so no one gets hurt.

it's feeling incredibly uncomfortable talking about emotions because you weren't allowed to as a child because they weren't "important" enough because your oldest siblings just told you "at least you're not an adult" or "it's so much easier at that age."

It's feeling like an only child after everyone moves out.

It's feeling disconnected from your older siblings, like you never had a relationship with them.

it's feeling like a burden on your parents because you're the last one.

You carry so many secrets. You know so many secrets. You don't know what to do with those secrets.

Being the youngest is not carefree. In a way, the youngest caries almost as much as the oldest.

I don't know the experience of many other youngest siblings but mine was not the carefree experience my older siblings tried to make it out to be. But I'm starting to realize my childhood wasn't exactly normal so that probably doesn't help. I don't know that most youngest siblings aren't supposed to feel like a third parent to most of their siblings at like fifteen.

Please don't hate on this post, I'm not trying to hate on eldest and middle siblings, I just want to caution you to remember that your younger sibling is going to grow up and remember the things you said to them. It's not their fault they're the youngest.

Feel free to add to this post.

[jjkyaoi]

btw i viscerally hate you if you have the whole “younger siblings are always more spoiled so their trauma doesn’t matter” mindset. younger siblings ARENT always spoiled. that might have just happened in your case, and other cases you’ve heard of, but that does not mean it’s universal for the love of GOD . AND just because your younger sibling is given more material items/physical affection or whatever it might be does not mean they don’t have their own problems in the house girl think of something outside of ur own problems i promise it’ll be eye opening

[png-dolly]

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[zzyxoxo]

My family lowkey hates me lol

[peppermintsandbones5]

Any other youngest daughters here that relate to like, all of the posts that are supposed to be about oldest daughters? Or is it just me?

[cocacolarecord]

Unfortunately I am the youngest daughter so no matter how valid my anger over something is it will always be perceived as brattiness.

[theonlylivingirlinewyork]

diaries of the youngest sibling asf

anyone else feel like as they grow older their emotions become less n less because when you were younger your sibling made fun of you for showing any emotion at all.

[boldblossom]

I feel so bad being the eldest sister. I tried so hard but I was always so angry, they'll never know it was all love.