Spot Lights On! (Singers AU)

The blog

Marinette's POV

A Cat's Love. A very catchy song, though a little shallow. Meaningless "love" and short repetitive chords. Even though it's not the best song, it's been stuck in my head all week. The only time I could seem to get it out of my head was when I was trying to write my own song.

But, my fans asked for it. In retrospect I could have just chosen another song for them to choose between, but...too late now. Plus, I do like Chat Noir.

I stand up from where I was just sitting down, the live stream ending only minutes ago. I stretch my arms and legs out before going downstairs for dinner.

"Hi, mom," I yawn closing the door to my room and sitting down at the counter.

"Hi, Honey," Mom kisses me on the forehead as I sit down, "How was the live stream?"

"It was tiring." I set my head down on the counter. Mom sets down a plate of meatloaf in front of me.

"Well, you better eat up then," Mom smiles and sits down next to me with her plate. "Do you have any homework?"

"Thankfully not."

Dad walks through the door that leads to the bakery. He sighs loudly then sits in his chair. "That's the last of the customers until break ends," he looks straight into his meatloaf and quickly takes a huge bite.

"Someone's hungry," I chuckle taking a small bite of my food.

"I'm always hungry for your mother's cooking," Dad says, his words muffled as he tries to talk with food in his mouth. He puts an arm mom and smiles.

"Well, I'm glad, dear. But tomorrow, you're cooking dinner."

"Okay, okay" Dad chuckles eating another bite of his food.

We have pleasant conversation about the day behind us as we eat the yummy food mom made. Mom's cooking is the best, though dads is very close to hers. I'm so lucky to have been born into a family that loves to cook. I've always been surrounded by food, and I'm always fed.

I place my fork onto my plate. "I'm stuffed," I sigh standing up. "I'm going to go record." I pick up my plate and quickly rinse it off before heading upstairs.

"Have fun!" Mom says. I smile as I enter my room. Time to record!

From one of my desk cabinets I grab my mic. I hook it up to my computer and get my recording software up.

I put on my pair of headphones. Large over the ear ones. Bright red with black spots. Goes well with the ladybug aesthetic.

"Testing...testing?" I say to make sure the mic is working. When I'm sure it's working, I begin to record.

*later*

Exaughsted. I love singing, but damn is it tiring. I rip off my headphones and jump into my bed. I want so desperately to fall asleep instantly, but I need to edit what I sang so people can actually listen to it. I might as well take a break before I edit. Procrastination!

I grab my phone, which has a pastel pink case on it, and open Instagram. I scroll a bit through my feed before I decide to post something.

I sit back in my chair and edit a bit of the song. I take out my headphones and record my singing through my phone. In the recording I'm singing "boy you make me purr, b-b-boy you make me pur-ur-ur" part of "a cat's love"

I caption this video, I have to edit. BOOOO!! New vid should be out tomorrow. And I post it.

The video immediately gets a bunch of likes and comments. A scroll through the comments as they come in, trying to respond to a lot of them, when I notice one in particular.

@ alya_the_ladybug commented: QUEEN! Your singing is amazing! I hope you stay your bubbly self and keep doing what you love.

I smile. My fans are so supportive. I comment back: thank you! I will always do what I love, but who knows I may change. I just hope I don't grow another head or something.

Post.

I yawn. I try to exit out of the comments, but accidentally click on alya_the_ladybug's profile. There I see a familiar face. It's Alya that goes to my school Alya. At the top of her Instagram page is a link. I copy the link into my computer and go to the website.

When there I am bombarded with a bright red background with black spots everywhere. The header of the page says ladyblog. There are a bunch of side links on the page that you could get lost in. And the frount page says ladynews.

The newest post talks about me choosing a cat's love to do my next cover on. There are so many tabs...i'm kind of scared.

I decide to tweet about it: I just found a blog about myself...shoud I explore??

Tweet rapidly come in, some of them have already guessed what site I'm on, others are telling me to stop where I am before it's too late, but there's one in particular that sparks my brain.

Make a video about it.

Brilliant.

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OMG! SHE ACTUALLY UPDATED HER FIC!!! I know it's crazy. In my defense my computer broke (it still is and I had to type this on my phone. Kill me) but i had so much inspiration I had to write. So sorry if the quality is not the greatest.