so i live in canada(wondering if its smt to do with that), and it's around six in the morning for me, i stayed up most of the night, anyway, i went straight to space camp and sturniolo clothing, i got the black friday deal for space camp and my restocks are ordered, but when i go to the triplets website.
(i know this is the actual one as well because i've bought from this one before and it was actually their merch.) it just shows a picture of them, (still in their halloween merch) and it says, 'email' and i put my email in, nothing happened. but at the top it says, 'enter using password' then.
when i click that, it tells me to enter my password to get in the store, i'm honestly very confused😭
do i put in my gmail password? will it let me in if i do? is the black friday merch just not out yet? please let me know if this has happened to yall before and what i should do😭
because i really fucking want that hoodie chris was wearing in the car vid and prob more that they'll be releasing
nobody come for me please this is my opinion and what i would do
the kalogera sisters are not my cup of tea, i don't watch them and probably never will, they're just not for me.
but the sturniolos are very different, i love them so fucking much, they saved me, i've made so many friends through being in the fandom.
so i'm just gonna say this.
if the sturniolos post a video with the kalogeras, i will not be watching it.
it's not because i hate the kalogeras, like i said, they're just not for me, i don't hate them. it's not because i think they might be too close with the sturniolos.
i just love one, not a fan of the other.
that's just my opinion. please do not come for me, we all have different opinions.
type: blurb (?) ✩ genre: fluff/comfort ✩ pov: third ✩ word count: 1k
summary: Nick consoles his daughter Aliyah after a breakup
warnings: swearing, a minor swearing, mentions of cheating, use of nicknames/pet names
a/n: a little blurb for my dad!nick au. saurrr i honestly don’t know how long a blurb is supposed to be, and i’m sure i’ve surpassed it, but whatever. i’m so obsessed with the thought of dad nick that i just couldn’t stop writing. anyways, happy reading! ✩
‘And maybe I’ll get used to it
But right now, I just feel like shit’
The family of three sat around the dinner table; Nick, his husband, and their 16 year old daughter, Aliyah.
The pair talked about their day as they always do at dinner, but they began to notice that Aliyah was awfully quiet tonight. Nick was the first to notice, never missing a beat when it comes to his baby girl. He glances over at his husband, who just shrugs, before gently placing a hand on her shoulder, “Liyah, you okay, bunny?” he spoke to her softly.
The young girl didn’t budge, pushing a few grains of rice back and forth on her plate with her fork, too lost in her own thoughts to hear her father trying to get her attention.
“Liyah Jade?” he spoke again, this time a little louder.
“Huh?” the brunette girl snaps out of her thoughts.
“Is everything okay?” the taller man sitting across from her finally spoke up.
“Um, yeah…” Aliyah starts, “Actually, I'm not really hungry. Can I just go to bed?” she asks, her eyes darting between both of theirs, praying they wouldn’t suspect anything.
“But it’s taco night, you love tacos. Are you sure you’re okay? Are you sick, honey?” Nick rambles, reaching his hand up to feel her forehead.
“Dad, please, I’m fine. I just wanna go to bed,” she says, pulling away from his touch, and Nick just nods in approval, taking her plate and wrapping it. The young girl gets up, sauntering to her room. Moments later they hear her bedroom door slam.
“You buying this?” Nick turns to his spouse, his brows raised.
“Not even a little bit. Smells like boy trouble,” the man replies, sighing deeply.
“Shit,” Nick mumbles under his breath.
The pair continued their dinner, as concern lingered in the air about their teenage daughter.
*time skip*
“Knock Knock,” Nick says, peeking his head into his daughter's room.
“Come in,” Aliyah replies weakly, having been crying for the past hour.
She manages to quickly wipe her face clean of tears as he enters. The somber girl was sat Indian style in the middle of her bed, her back pressed against the headboard. Nick approached the queen sized bed, also sitting Indian style in front of her. He takes in her appearance, her hair tossed in a messy bun, instead of the neat french braids she usually wore to bed. Her once bright blue eyes now red, and her lips swollen. His heart ached, wondering what’s got his sweet little girl so down.
“You know you can talk to me, right? No matter what it is,” Nick encourages, and she pulls her knees up to her chest, her arms wrapping around herself for comfort as the tears begin to fall again.
“Oh, Liyah…” Nick says breathlessly, getting up and settling beside his daughter, holding her small frame close to his, and she immediately sobs into his chest. He soothes her, kissing her head, gently rocking.
“What happened, baby? What’s made you so sad?” Nick asks, anxious about what she’s going to say.
“Ryan cheated on me!” Aliyah finally admits, sniffling as she sits up to face her father. Nick’s jaw clenched, and nostrils flared. He could feel his blood beginning to boil, but he knew he had to stay calm in order to console her.
“Bria told me she saw him kissing the new girl outside the gym.” She continues, and Nick looks at her, his eyebrows furrowed as he listens intently to her ramble about the events of today.
“I didn’t want to believe her at first, but she had a picture…It was him, dad! He was kissing her!” Aliyah’s voice cracks, and her father’s heart breaks.
“And when I asked him about her, he said it was nothing, and that I was overreacting. Overreacting, dad! He was kissing another fucking girl, and I’m overreacting?!” She scoffs, folding her arms across her chest.
“So, I asked if he’d rather be with her, and then he didn’t say anything and I-“ the young girl chokes on a sob, and Nick grabs her hand, squeezing it to comfort her.
“I guess it makes sense,” Aliyah trails off, “She’s so much prettier than me,” she whispers breathlessly, a single tear falling to her cheek, and Nick reaches up, wiping it away.
“First of all, you’re my daughter, so I know that’s not true.” Nick rebuttals, and the brunette girl chuckles. “Second of all, that little scrawny, musty, greasy haired, skinny jean wearing idiot didn’t deserve you in the first place.” He continues, brushing her stray hairs behind her ear.
“Boys are dumb, sweetheart, especially boys your age. Never let the stupid things they do make you start thinking differently about yourself. Honey, I know this is your first heartbreak and it sucks, and unfortunately it won’t be your last. But I can promise you, he’s going to be the one crying soon enough. You’re beautiful, smart, funny, creative, and talented. All great qualities you got from me.” He says nudging her arm, and she laughs.
“Oh dad, so modest,” Aliyah teases sarcastically before giggling.
“I’m serious, you’re fucking awesome, kid!” Nick chuckles. “Years ago you couldn’t have paid me to be a dad. But now, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. To this family.” Nick admits, draping his arm around her shoulder, leaning his head against hers.
“I love you, thank you, dad. You always know how to make me feel better.” Aliyah beams, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug, inhaling his scent, finding comfort in his warmth.
“That’s what I’m here for, bunny. You can always talk to me, or dad about anything. I mean it, whatever it is. I'll always be there for you. I love you so much, baby girl.” He says, rubbing her back softly, as they sat in silence for a moment.
“Daddy?” the girl mumbles against his shoulder.
“Hm?” Nick hums, still holding her.
“Can I have my tacos now?” Aliyah mumbles again, and Nick laughs, pulling away to look at her.
“Girl! I fucking knew you wanted those tacos! Come on.”
*time skip*
“So?” the taller framed man utters, as Nick stomps into their shared bedroom.
“I’m gonna kill that son of a bitch, Ryan!” Nick huffs, before continuing, “He fucking cheated on her, babe, MY…I mean, our baby girl.” Nick scoffs, as he paces the floor, mumbling obscenities under his breath.
“Well, unfortunately we can’t kill him, but we could egg his car,” the man suggests, getting up from the bed, smirking.
Nick’s lips curl into a devilish grin, “You start the car, I’ll get the eggs!”
—
✎ signed,
the nick girl
a/n: guys i’ve never written in third person before, so i’m sorry for the repetitive descriptions of the characters. i don’t actually know what i’m doing 😭
amandla
izzy806
origamiaround
pixelskylines
germansingergirl
andulkaphoto
yousharknotpass
