Star Child (baby daddy imagines)

Star Child (baby daddy imagines)

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Not all fathers wear a suit and tie, or sit in a cubicle day after day. They don't all spend their time making business calls, or work themselves to death to impress their bosses. Some fathers wear skinny jeans and show off their tattoos, spending their days on stage or in a tour bus or in the studio. They work their fingers to the bone on songs their fans will love, dedicate their heart and soul to the music that's been in their lives from the beginning. And sometimes, those men become fathers without meaning to, maybe even without knowing there's a child out there that belongs to them. Based on reader requests. These one shots are exactly what they sound like - you as the reader get to imagine what it would be like to have a child with the musician of your choice! The request form can be found in the first part of this story, and requests are always open. DISCLAIMER: I do not own, represent, nor am I affiliated with any of the bands, celebrities, or images referenced in these stories. All images used are found through Google, Pinterest, or Tumblr and do not belong to me. Cover was created by me.
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I'm not a whore, don't you dare say that. Yes, I am pregnant. Yes, I don't know who the father was, but at least I have an idea. The lights were dim in my small apartment, I sung to my child. My unborn miracle, I hadn't even seen it yet, but I loved it. My phone buzzed with a text. It was one of the possible fathers. "I just got off the plane, love. I'm back from tour! Want to hang out?"

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