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“Alright Poppets, so next week we've got the preview of the winter collection. It will include the newest lines that I'm sure you all can't wait to get your hands on.” As Velvette continued her livestream, she glanced at the monitor. Alithea's hooves kicked slightly as she lay on the edge of the bed, quietly playing on her phone. She found it endearing, the little show of content was frankly adorable in her books! It wasn't until she started seeing the comments pop up that she realised her mistake.
Surely after all these years she would know to keep an eye on these things, but no–here she was announcing the upcoming events live as usual, when countless comments start to pop up asking who is in the background. She could ignore them for a moment, but for how long?
It was Alithea herself who addressed the subject, as she tuned into the livestream after getting a heads up message from Angel Dust. She rolled over to face Velvette and gave her a questioning glance to which the overlord just smiled, leaving things in the deer's hands as she continued her stream.
An influx of comments appeared frantically questioning where this mystery person was going. Their questions were answered soon enough as she walked back into frame, this time much closer as she stood behind Velvette seated at her desk. Only her midsection was fully revealed, along with her voice, as she directed a shy “Hi guys.” To the camera.
The media overlord looked up sweetly as her partner approached. “Care to join?” she asked calmly, before cheekily adding on “Or are you too shy?” allowing her full control over the situation. While still playing the part for camera, she knew Alithea would take it as a genuine question with no pressure.
A melodic chuckle made its way across the room with Alithea's response, and a lovestruck look glazed across Velvette's eyes as she looked up, admiring her girlfriend. She no longer cared about the camera angle or people's thoughts, her sole attention was on the Princess. “Oh, I wouldn't dare take away your spotlight, dear.”
Another wave of comments flooded the screen at that. A few had already questioned if this could be a partner, with most just frustratingly declaring that whoever it was, there was no one matching their description on Velvette's modelling books. Now however, every comment was just an array of shocked emojis along with messages in all caps screaming that this HAD to be her girlfriend.
“You're such a flirt.” The designer remarked fondly, earning another sweet chuckle from the girl now practically wrapped around her shoulders as she just managed to keep her face out of frame. All the camera could see was long blonde hair worn straight down for what the audience did not know was a rare chance, the red ends just peaking through at the bottom of the screen but cutting off just before it turned to black. While her hair and the stream’s host herself were blocking the majority of her body, most viewers could make out the rough shape of her torso, covered by a small pink halter neck crop top. The only thing that was fully visible were her hands draped lovingly around the Overlord’s shoulders, as her hands crossed just below her chest, clearly comfortable with the simple show of affection as Velvette herself seemed just as happy.
“Only for you, Doll.” The mysterious voice said sweetly before finally directing the Vee back towards the stream. “You do have some very enthusiastic fans seemingly shocked by that though.”
Velvette turned back to the camera with a smile as she hummed in agreement. “Looks like you guys are a bit more interested in Ali than my new designs.” She spoke with a chuckle as she read through the comments. Most people would assume she would be mad, they assumed her to be a self-absorbed overlord after all, but she really wasn't. She was proud of her work of course, but she had no problem lending some of the attention to others at times–she wouldn't have put up with Vox all this time if she did–but more so she certainly didn't mind when it was her own girlfriend taking the spotlight.
“Sorry, hun. I'll let you finish your stream.” Alithea spoke with a honey soft voice as her tail came up to wrap briefly around Velvette's waist. “I appreciate the attention guys but you really should go to Vel's show, she has some really cool stuff coming up.” She leaned into one of the mics above the monitor, her face still out of frame while Velvette looked up with a look of pure adoration, “Besides, I hear there's this lovely designer who's going to be there, wearing her best dress yet.”
The doe began to walk away, and Velvette soon began to resume her update on the upcoming fashion show that would preview her newest line, it was genuinely Alithea's favourite; the cozy but fashionable vibe was one of her favourites. Velvette had shown her some options for her own outfit too. She loved them all, but her favourite by far had been a short jumper dress. It was made of a soft cream wool with light blue and pink accents, and sewn delicately into intricate patterns. To top it all off, there was a heart shaped cutout at the bust which Alithea was not afraid to admit was her favourite part, though that definitely wasn't why she had suggested it to be the dress she wore on the day.
She plopped herself back down on the bed as she began to scroll through her own Sinstagram to see Velvette trending in the tags as a reaction to her lives. It wasn't a rare occasion for her name to be one of the highest trending hashtags, she was the social media overlord afterall, but this–this was on an entirely new level. The top five tags alone were simply different versions of “Velvette's mystery girlfriend”. She clicked on the top one, an even more basic title of “#VelsGF”, to see hundreds of partial images of herself.
The first post to come up was a collage of a few different screencaps from the live. One low-quality, cropped image of her hooves on the bed, another of her arms wrapped lovingly around Velvette's shoulders, followed by a similar image that included her black tail wrapped around Velvette’s waist, the very end of the heart shaped tip barely visible. Lastly, another image followed, this time being her wings tucked neatly behind her back as she first walked into frame with her long blonde hair blocking them a tad. Scrolling down to the description, it read:
VeeL0ver666 I know everyone is asking who Velvettes gf is but I wanna know WHAT she is! She's got grey hooves but a more natural tan on her arms, which btw seem to be fluffy???? So I thought maybe she's a goat or smthn but then I looked again and realised she's got wings?! I mean I thought the tail meant coulda maybe been an imp or succubus if you ignore the skin tone but with feathery wings? No way!
So like she's gotta be a sinner but that's such a weird mix of traits, this doesn't make sense😭😭😭
#VelsGF #Velvette #Velvettesmysterygirl #thevees #velvettesgirlfriend?
Well, if nothing else, she was impressed by how fast they had managed to make the collage. She had seen Velvette type faster than light and was amazed every time, but this was just some random person, right? Deciding to find out, she clicked on their profile to see that it was an entire account dedicated to keeping up with the Vees. It had a surprisingly large amount of followers considering there were countless other accounts with the same content.
Going back to the hashtag, she scrolled through to see more posts. The majority of them were screenshots, so she changed the settings to allow her to look solely through textposts (something she was still incredibly grateful Vel had added to the app). She continued to read as Velvette finished up the live, surely to the dismay of her followers, the same followers who apparently had only just clocked that Velvette had revealed her name. Well, the start of it at least.
“What are you giggling at?” The overlord asked affectionately as she sat beside Alithea, who immediately rolled onto her side to see her better, planting her chin on her hand while her phone was still in her other hand, now buzzing with a multitude of notifications.
“Your followers are funny, they're all trying to guess who I am.” She looked back towards her phone for a moment, only to see the notifications were that of follower requests on her sinstagram. It was private at least, but a small part of her began to worry. What if someone managed to actually realise who she was? What if they spoke to her fathers, or even her sister?
A hand came forward to toss her phone to the side, “Stop worrying, my darling.”
Alithea looked up to see Velvette smiling at her comfortingly. It helped, but the anxiety building in her was still evident, a sharp contrast to her amused confidence only a few minutes ago. “What if my Pa finds out? Oh, he's gonna absolutely kill me if he realises the internet found out we were dating before he did.” Before more nervous rambles could continue, Velvette took matters into her own hands as she shut the Princess up the best way she knew how.
A startled squeak not unlike a deer’s bleat came from Alithea before she melted into the kiss. Her fears became practically non-existent for a moment. “Feel better, love?” Her girlfriend asked as she pulled away, now looking down at Ali with a sweet smile, as her hands kept her boxed in, making her unable to grab her buzzing phone, which Velvette quickly silenced with her powers.
“Hmm, maybe, couldn't hurt to make sure.” The blonde suggested playfully, earning another chuckle from Velvette before she obliged.
“What the actual fuck, Velvette?!” A loud voice boomed just outside the door, before it was promptly thrown open by a raging Vox.
Velvette swore under her breath as she broke off the kiss to see a now very startled Alithea. Of course he would come in right as she was trying to settle the girl’s nerves. “Care to fucking knock next time, V?” The social media overlord replied agitatedly as she looked up towards Vox, who was now standing a few feet away from the bed.
“You can't just go and announce something like that without consulting us! Do you not care about brand representation at all?” The TV lectured as he glared down at Velvette who still knelt half over her girlfriend, whose face seemed to show nothing but mortification from being walked in on.
Velvette scoffed, “Yeah, cause I'm the one who has a new reckless stunt every week.”
A stifled laugh came from the girl as her hand came up to try and cover her mouth; she wasn't exactly afraid of Vox, and the sinner couldn't exactly harm her, but she still didn't want too much attention drawn towards her specifically. “I mean, who the Hell even is this bitch?” Well, screw that plan.
“Don't even think about it.” The witch seethed out.
“You're so uptight Vel, always with that damn temper of yours.” Vox started, before being cut off by Valentino at the door. “Maybe she wouldn't have been if ya hadn't interrupted.”
Okay, so she did not like what they were implying (partially because she did not have a temper!), but at least Val was helping.
“Just leave it, Vox.”
“Fine, but you gotta handle the press.” Vox grumbled as he headed out, as Valentino held the door open with a smirk.
Velvette just rolled her eyes at the whiny overlord as his partner turned towards her. “Congrats, babydoll, she's a cutie.” He spoke genuinely before heading out himself, gently closing the door behind him with a wink.
The overlord flopped down and gave a sigh of relief. “You good there, hun?” Alithea asked, earning only an unintelligible mumble of words into her chest. “Mmhm, I completely agree.”
They laid like that for gods knows how long, as Alithea just combed her hands through Velvette's hair gently. Sure, there was a lot they needed to sort through, including a long conversation with her parents that had been put off for far too long; but right in this very moment, with Velvette's arms wrapped tightly around her while her beautiful face was pressed against her chest with a soft smile, Alithea felt right at home. Could it really get much better?