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Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

Take you like a drug

I taste you on my tongue

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I'll tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I forget

But you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you do for fame

Go ahead and cry little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that you got daddy issues

And I do too

First of the few drawings I completed in the past days, starring what's becoming my personal OTP with a bit of (what I hope is) character development. The scene takes place after this , and I was so inspired (strangely) that I even decided to write a short semi-dialogue to accompany it. Now, since I haven't drawn ponies nor written anything in the last, uh, decades, I apologize for any inconvenience you might find. Also, the scanner decided not to cooperate and cut part of the drawing, but oh well. Little warning for the small story below: it's slightly NSFW - nothing explicit at all, but, like, I almost wanted to get there. Almost
Hope you enjoy <3

He had no idea how he'd gotten in that situation. He didn't even want to know - being conscious would've only erased the beautiful dream he was unexpectedly living. The only thing he could remember was limping to Damasked Tulip's house, not far from the boutique, after drinking one too many shots when he perfectly knew he couldn't take much alcohol. They'd talked a bit - well, it had mostly been Valentino apologizing and rambling about being a jerk and simply wanting to go back to being friends, while Tulip listened with the ghost of hope in his eyes.

Thoughts and memories were becoming too much for Valentino to handle, though, as he tightened his embrace while the other stallion nuzzled his mane. His mind was still at war with itself, a battle of controversy and hypocrisy that Valentino simply couldn't bother to fight, not there, not then. Every inch of his body trembled with pleasure whenever Tulip touched him or grazed his lips with his own: the blond Unicorn felt like an abandoned doll being brought to life by the scattered sparks of passion falling from Tulip's eyes, and he absolutely loved it. His destroyed pieces were being rebuilt, his throbbing heart ached but it didn't particularly matter since they were together.

Between a kiss and a nuzzle, another worrying thought was hidden in a corner of Valentino's mind - what was going to happen afterwards? How would he behave, when sober? He feared the possibility of having to come to terms with his doubts, denial and feelings, but for now the implication appeared incredibly distant and negligible.

"I-" the soft voice of his new lover dragged Valentino out of his fog of pleasure. Tulip had stopped touching him and was clumsily getting off him, trying to untangle their limbs with little success. "I don't even know what we're... what we're doing, Val... Is this-" his ears pointed backwards and his gaze flickered, "Is this what you really want? What I want?"

Valentino's mind was once again split in two. The rational part of him was trying to convince him that no, this isn't what we're supposed to do, we'll both regret this and we both know it. And as much as he loved listening to that reasonable thesis, he couldn't help supporting its nemesis, firmly convinced that of course we both want this, it's what we deserve right now. He decided dealing with himself would have to wait till later.

The shorter stallion opened his mouth to reply, but then opted for a simple, soft smile to convey his answer to Tulip. And when he noticed how the latter was still hesitant, Valentino made the first move and dove forward, only to be met halfway by the white Unicorn's already swollen lips - don't leave me now, don't go back to hating me for my stupidity, you're all that I need and still I'm denying this to myself, trying to prove... to prove what? That I'm a dumb heartbreaker, a liar who closes his eyes in front of the truth?

A beautiful aura seemed to embrace him again as Tulip kissed him with more force than intended, and a rather familiar warmth slowly pooled below his stomach. After a low groan and a poorly masked shiver, Valentino was sure Tulip was starting to feel his same want - and the thought only managed to turn him on even more.

He could sense his uncertainty, as if he was treading unexplored paths whenever he reached an untouched patch of fur or an undiscovered curl in his mane. Valentino vaguely remembered how it had felt for him to break the ice with his first lover (who had it been, though?), and he had been the one leading the game since then. And now, receiving this kind of attention made him feel like the centre of Tulip's world, like nothing but him would matter for the hours to follow. With a pang of selfishness, Valentino decided to just lay back and enjoy what Tulip had to offer, already maliciously thinking about the ways in which he could properly repay him.

Suddenly, Tulip bit right below Valentino's jaw, eliciting a sharp gasp that encouraged him to dare further. A long moan followed as soon as the white Unicorn started leaving a trail of kisses and licks from Valentino's neck to his chest, and the sound played like music to his ears. And aside from his evident arousal, Valentino felt just so naive, so incredibly stupid and in love, as if he was reliving highschool once more.

And while the proud side of him pushed to take control and overturn the roles, there was another part of him, the darker one, the secret one, that had been waiting for years just for this - just for someone to take care of it and satifsy its hidden needs. Valentino was slowly unraveling under Tulip's touch and lips, and he offered no more resistance.

Tulip's mouth continued its descent on Valentino's body, and the aquamarine stallion could only feel like a deity being worshipped - when, with a last shred of rationality, he realized he'd never want this to end, his rebuilt pieces crumbled and fell all over again. With broken whispers and trembling lips, something in the darker part of his mind snapped.

"Please, daddy..."

The world stopped. The beautiful sensations ceased, the mesmerizing parfume of the other stallion became distant, Valentino's body suddenly felt cold, rigid, empty. Those two stuttered words, whispered so lightly that Valentino himself started doubting he'd actually pronounced them, had been enough for Tulip to slowly lift his head and meet the hazy gaze of the stallion behind him. His eyes were nothing but confused and surprised, but Valentino felt the floor beneath him quake, and prayed for the earth to swallow him before anything else could happen. His heart had stopped, he couldn't breathe, everything was going in slow-motion and at a thousand miles of speed at the same time.

What have I done?

There was no more time, Valentino felt. It was too late now, he couldn't take his words back and disappearing felt like the only plausible solution. He stared into Tulip's forest green eyes one more second, then everything happened in the fraction of an instant - Valentino pushed him off himself and abruptly stood up, heading for the door like his life depended on it. He didn't even hear Tulip calling after him, he just wanted to get out of everyone's sight and forget everything.

Unfortunately, Tulip wasn't going to let him. Though the slamming of the door made him stare at it in shock, he was quick to stand and follow after Valentino, wherever he'd gone. He found him lying on the concrete in the pouring rain after what looked like a rough fall. Valentino sat up slowly, and from behind him Tulip saw his shoulders sagging and jumping violently with each loud sob. Once reached by the taller stallion, Valentino managed to let out a half-chuckle that almost immediately broke back into sobs - "I guess you weren't expecting that, wereyou? You must think me disgusting now." His tears were mixing with the rainbdrops falling heavily on his face, but Tulip was suprised to realized that Valentino looked more beautiful than ever in his drenched upset.

"I wasn't." He replied before deciding to speak. Then, walking closer to Valentino - "But I wasn't expecting you to think I'd reject you for that, either." The lilac-eyed stallion raised his gaze with surprise and hope glistening in his eyes. "Why did you run away? What did you think I'd do?"

"I-" Valentino didn't even know if the reason behind his constant trembling was the rain or the fear anymore - "I don't know. I'd n-never... said that aloud. I don't know why I did. I d-didn't even want to. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry-"

"You don't have to apologize." Though Tulip wasn't exactly prepared to face a similar conversation, a voice in the back of his mind whispered he would have to if he cared about... whatever Valentino meant to him right then. "I'm not sure how this... works, I mean, uh, I don't even know what we are right now... I just know that you shouldn't be ashamed of yourself, and... I'm not exclusively talking about what you said a few minutes ago, but about your... feelings, in general-" Tulip was forced to stop when he saw diffidence reappear in Valentino's eyes, where it had been absent since the last time they'd met. "Listen, I'm probably not someone you should listen to, but... you might at least try to accept it as part of yourself, and maybe work out what it means for you. And..." Tulip made a cautious pause and considered stopping, already certain he'd talked too much and would just sign his doom adding anything else, but words escaped him before he could filter them. "...maybe, just maybe, I could be there for you and help you, if you ever need me."

Valentino couldn't believe what he'd heard. Once again, he felt like making the slightest noise or movement would pop the bubble of the dream he was living, so he stayed still and silent for longer than he'd intended. Noticing Tulip's worried and unsure gaze meeting his eyes every now and then, he stuttered and coughed, blinking his eyes repeatedly as he tried to formulate a coherent sentence. "I- I guess I could try. I mean, it's not like I'd never thought about this... a mare once called me that in bed, and... I felt scared. I felt dirty and selfish, a liar fooling an innocent.
"But since then... I couldn't stop wondering how it'd feel to have someone else... be that for me. And suddenly, the thought seemed so much better, and I... I just feel s-safe around you, Tulip." Tears escaped Valentino's eyes again despite his desperate attempt at stopping them. His voice was broken and he'd never felt more exhausted, like telling the truth was just loading an unbearable wight upon his shoulders instead of relieving him from it. "God, this feels so fucking stupid..."

Tulip was at a complete loss for words - this was definitely not what he'd foreseen the heartfelt talk to turn out like, however he couldn't really say it was making him feel uncomfortable. On the contrary - Valentino's implied confession had lit a spark in his heart that had been missing since his rejection. This was a chance he was not going to miss, not even if it meant having his heart broken if Valentino decided to go back on his steps and forget about him for good.

He knew the bright smile on his face made him look like an idiot, but when Valentino lifted his head to look at him it was already too late - Tulip had almost launched himself on the smaller Unicorn, tackling him to the wet ground and pressing their foreheads together. The kiss he started was shy and unsure at first, but it took Valentino no longer than a moment to reciprocate with unexpected joyful energy and heart-warming relief.

And in that instant, though they were far from free from worries and doubts, each of them was the centre of the other's world, and nothing mattered but their bright laughs overflowing with trust.

Description

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

Take you like a drug

I taste you on my tongue

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I'll tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I forget

But you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you do for fame

Go ahead and cry little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that you got daddy issues

And I do too

First of the few drawings I completed in the past days, starring what's becoming my personal OTP with a bit of (what I hope is) character development. The scene takes place after this , and I was so inspired (strangely) that I even decided to write a short semi-dialogue to accompany it. Now, since I haven't drawn ponies nor written anything in the last, uh, decades, I apologize for any inconvenience you might find. Also, the scanner decided not to cooperate and cut part of the drawing, but oh well. Little warning for the small story below: it's slightly NSFW - nothing explicit at all, but, like, I almost wanted to get there. Almost
Hope you enjoy <3

He had no idea how he'd gotten in that situation. He didn't even want to know - being conscious would've only erased the beautiful dream he was unexpectedly living. The only thing he could remember was limping to Damasked Tulip's house, not far from the boutique, after drinking one too many shots when he perfectly knew he couldn't take much alcohol. They'd talked a bit - well, it had mostly been Valentino apologizing and rambling about being a jerk and simply wanting to go back to being friends, while Tulip listened with the ghost of hope in his eyes.

Thoughts and memories were becoming too much for Valentino to handle, though, as he tightened his embrace while the other stallion nuzzled his mane. His mind was still at war with itself, a battle of controversy and hypocrisy that Valentino simply couldn't bother to fight, not there, not then. Every inch of his body trembled with pleasure whenever Tulip touched him or grazed his lips with his own: the blond Unicorn felt like an abandoned doll being brought to life by the scattered sparks of passion falling from Tulip's eyes, and he absolutely loved it. His destroyed pieces were being rebuilt, his throbbing heart ached but it didn't particularly matter since they were together.

Between a kiss and a nuzzle, another worrying thought was hidden in a corner of Valentino's mind - what was going to happen afterwards? How would he behave, when sober? He feared the possibility of having to come to terms with his doubts, denial and feelings, but for now the implication appeared incredibly distant and negligible.

"I-" the soft voice of his new lover dragged Valentino out of his fog of pleasure. Tulip had stopped touching him and was clumsily getting off him, trying to untangle their limbs with little success. "I don't even know what we're... what we're doing, Val... Is this-" his ears pointed backwards and his gaze flickered, "Is this what you really want? What I want?"

Valentino's mind was once again split in two. The rational part of him was trying to convince him that no, this isn't what we're supposed to do, we'll both regret this and we both know it. And as much as he loved listening to that reasonable thesis, he couldn't help supporting its nemesis, firmly convinced that of course we both want this, it's what we deserve right now. He decided dealing with himself would have to wait till later.

The shorter stallion opened his mouth to reply, but then opted for a simple, soft smile to convey his answer to Tulip. And when he noticed how the latter was still hesitant, Valentino made the first move and dove forward, only to be met halfway by the white Unicorn's already swollen lips - don't leave me now, don't go back to hating me for my stupidity, you're all that I need and still I'm denying this to myself, trying to prove... to prove what? That I'm a dumb heartbreaker, a liar who closes his eyes in front of the truth?

A beautiful aura seemed to embrace him again as Tulip kissed him with more force than intended, and a rather familiar warmth slowly pooled below his stomach. After a low groan and a poorly masked shiver, Valentino was sure Tulip was starting to feel his same want - and the thought only managed to turn him on even more.

He could sense his uncertainty, as if he was treading unexplored paths whenever he reached an untouched patch of fur or an undiscovered curl in his mane. Valentino vaguely remembered how it had felt for him to break the ice with his first lover (who had it been, though?), and he had been the one leading the game since then. And now, receiving this kind of attention made him feel like the centre of Tulip's world, like nothing but him would matter for the hours to follow. With a pang of selfishness, Valentino decided to just lay back and enjoy what Tulip had to offer, already maliciously thinking about the ways in which he could properly repay him.

Suddenly, Tulip bit right below Valentino's jaw, eliciting a sharp gasp that encouraged him to dare further. A long moan followed as soon as the white Unicorn started leaving a trail of kisses and licks from Valentino's neck to his chest, and the sound played like music to his ears. And aside from his evident arousal, Valentino felt just so naive, so incredibly stupid and in love, as if he was reliving highschool once more.

And while the proud side of him pushed to take control and overturn the roles, there was another part of him, the darker one, the secret one, that had been waiting for years just for this - just for someone to take care of it and satifsy its hidden needs. Valentino was slowly unraveling under Tulip's touch and lips, and he offered no more resistance.

Tulip's mouth continued its descent on Valentino's body, and the aquamarine stallion could only feel like a deity being worshipped - when, with a last shred of rationality, he realized he'd never want this to end, his rebuilt pieces crumbled and fell all over again. With broken whispers and trembling lips, something in the darker part of his mind snapped.

"Please, daddy..."

The world stopped. The beautiful sensations ceased, the mesmerizing parfume of the other stallion became distant, Valentino's body suddenly felt cold, rigid, empty. Those two stuttered words, whispered so lightly that Valentino himself started doubting he'd actually pronounced them, had been enough for Tulip to slowly lift his head and meet the hazy gaze of the stallion behind him. His eyes were nothing but confused and surprised, but Valentino felt the floor beneath him quake, and prayed for the earth to swallow him before anything else could happen. His heart had stopped, he couldn't breathe, everything was going in slow-motion and at a thousand miles of speed at the same time.

What have I done?

There was no more time, Valentino felt. It was too late now, he couldn't take his words back and disappearing felt like the only plausible solution. He stared into Tulip's forest green eyes one more second, then everything happened in the fraction of an instant - Valentino pushed him off himself and abruptly stood up, heading for the door like his life depended on it. He didn't even hear Tulip calling after him, he just wanted to get out of everyone's sight and forget everything.

Unfortunately, Tulip wasn't going to let him. Though the slamming of the door made him stare at it in shock, he was quick to stand and follow after Valentino, wherever he'd gone. He found him lying on the concrete in the pouring rain after what looked like a rough fall. Valentino sat up slowly, and from behind him Tulip saw his shoulders sagging and jumping violently with each loud sob. Once reached by the taller stallion, Valentino managed to let out a half-chuckle that almost immediately broke back into sobs - "I guess you weren't expecting that, wereyou? You must think me disgusting now." His tears were mixing with the rainbdrops falling heavily on his face, but Tulip was suprised to realized that Valentino looked more beautiful than ever in his drenched upset.

"I wasn't." He replied before deciding to speak. Then, walking closer to Valentino - "But I wasn't expecting you to think I'd reject you for that, either." The lilac-eyed stallion raised his gaze with surprise and hope glistening in his eyes. "Why did you run away? What did you think I'd do?"

"I-" Valentino didn't even know if the reason behind his constant trembling was the rain or the fear anymore - "I don't know. I'd n-never... said that aloud. I don't know why I did. I d-didn't even want to. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry-"

"You don't have to apologize." Though Tulip wasn't exactly prepared to face a similar conversation, a voice in the back of his mind whispered he would have to if he cared about... whatever Valentino meant to him right then. "I'm not sure how this... works, I mean, uh, I don't even know what we are right now... I just know that you shouldn't be ashamed of yourself, and... I'm not exclusively talking about what you said a few minutes ago, but about your... feelings, in general-" Tulip was forced to stop when he saw diffidence reappear in Valentino's eyes, where it had been absent since the last time they'd met. "Listen, I'm probably not someone you should listen to, but... you might at least try to accept it as part of yourself, and maybe work out what it means for you. And..." Tulip made a cautious pause and considered stopping, already certain he'd talked too much and would just sign his doom adding anything else, but words escaped him before he could filter them. "...maybe, just maybe, I could be there for you and help you, if you ever need me."

Valentino couldn't believe what he'd heard. Once again, he felt like making the slightest noise or movement would pop the bubble of the dream he was living, so he stayed still and silent for longer than he'd intended. Noticing Tulip's worried and unsure gaze meeting his eyes every now and then, he stuttered and coughed, blinking his eyes repeatedly as he tried to formulate a coherent sentence. "I- I guess I could try. I mean, it's not like I'd never thought about this... a mare once called me that in bed, and... I felt scared. I felt dirty and selfish, a liar fooling an innocent.
"But since then... I couldn't stop wondering how it'd feel to have someone else... be that for me. And suddenly, the thought seemed so much better, and I... I just feel s-safe around you, Tulip." Tears escaped Valentino's eyes again despite his desperate attempt at stopping them. His voice was broken and he'd never felt more exhausted, like telling the truth was just loading an unbearable wight upon his shoulders instead of relieving him from it. "God, this feels so fucking stupid..."

Tulip was at a complete loss for words - this was definitely not what he'd foreseen the heartfelt talk to turn out like, however he couldn't really say it was making him feel uncomfortable. On the contrary - Valentino's implied confession had lit a spark in his heart that had been missing since his rejection. This was a chance he was not going to miss, not even if it meant having his heart broken if Valentino decided to go back on his steps and forget about him for good.

He knew the bright smile on his face made him look like an idiot, but when Valentino lifted his head to look at him it was already too late - Tulip had almost launched himself on the smaller Unicorn, tackling him to the wet ground and pressing their foreheads together. The kiss he started was shy and unsure at first, but it took Valentino no longer than a moment to reciprocate with unexpected joyful energy and heart-warming relief.

And in that instant, though they were far from free from worries and doubts, each of them was the centre of the other's world, and nothing mattered but their bright laughs overflowing with trust.