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Accept Me (Stu Macher x GN!Reader)

Hey guys this is my first time posting here, but I came up with an idea and here it is! Please leave suggestions or ideas for me, I'm always looking for constructive criticism. Without further ado, Accept Me, a Ghostface (Stu Macher) Soulmate AU (Matching soulmarks)

WORD COUNT : 1001

Chapter 1

Dear Journal, 

Today marks day 548 of an entire day of slightly invasive questions. All I want to do is go to work and go home, but no. What feels like every broad that comes in here is asking me about my “soulmate”. “Have you met them yet?”, “Are you looking for them?”, “Aren't you excited to have THE one for you? Living with them as the only love of your life?”. The answer is no. I don't want to meet them, I don't want to fall for them, I am most definitely not looking for them. The only good thing is that they can't quite tell which mark is the soul mark. Tattoos are a big help to distract from the mark, I can just pretend it's just ink, and not the universe is trying to force me to be with. Anyways gotta go, gonna hang with my friends, Stu is having a small party for the six of us.

Peace out, 

Y/N

-At Stu’s House-

“Hey guys! I brought the food you asked for!!” I yelled into the giant house. Hearing footsteps, I stretch my arm out holding the aforementioned snacks. Feeling someone grab the bag, I look down and start toeing my shoes off. Taking my jacket off I look up to see who took the snacks to see the host himself, Stu. He grins at me before digging into the bag to see the selection. 

He cheers, “Awh yes! You got the gobstoppers I wanted! I knew you loved me, Sweets.” He grins again while holding his hand to his chest like some kind of damsel. 

I roll my eyes and push past him, “Sure Stu, I got them specifically for you.” Making my way to the kitchen, I go into the fridge and root through it to find the coke I know he has in there. “Hey Stu, where's your coke? I know you have some.” I question as I stand straight and turn, only to see him quickly advert his eyes. I ignore that and raise an eyebrow while cocking my hip, waiting for him to acknowledge my question. 

“Oh! Erm, it’s in the living room with everyone else.” He rushes out. Leading me to the living room, where everyone quickly greets me before moving onto the bag Stu has in his hands. 

I laugh at the varied and rushed greetings, “I see you only love me for the goodies I bring.” I grab a coke and fall on the comfortable couch, looking at the coffee table in front of me I see the movie choices we have. “Randy, you couldn't have brought better movies?” I huff and groan. 

“Better movies? Than these? No such thing my friend. Horror movies are the best, and I only bring the best of the best.” Before Randy can get too into his rant about how horror movies are the best thing since sliced bread for the millionth time, Billy sits back down and delivers a swift smack to the back of his head. 

“We get it man, horror is amazing. Honestly though, try different genres. A nice comedy or action movie is cool too.” Billy utters. Sidney backs him up with a shared glance to Tatum, “Can't go wrong with a romance either.” 

See Billy and Sid are soulmates, they found out back in 5th grade when we had a school trip and some girl put gum in Sid’s hair. She had to cut it off to her shoulders and that’s when Billy saw the matching vinyl player mark he had on his waist. Ever since then they have been annoyingly in love. Tatum is searching for her soulmate, but that isn't stopping her from “getting experience for him, I don't want to suck entirely for him.” Her exact words. Of course there's nothing wrong dating outside of your soulmate, I mean how else are you supposed to see a mark? But still it's usually frowned upon. 

Randy is holding out hope that the universe was wrong about Sidney and Billy, but it hasn't happened yet. I'm not sure if Stu has found him yet, he doesn't talk about it a lot, I know he wants to find them some day. 

After some arguing we finally decided on a movie, a classic, Halloween. I make myself as comfortable as possible to watch this movie as Stu settles in next to me. I get part way into the movie when feelings of drowsiness start to make an appearance. Trying to fight it, I rub my eyes. Ultimately I lose the battle and succumb to my sleepy state. Before I fully knock out, I feel my head hit what I thought was the back of the couch. 

-STU’S POV-

They looked absolutely stunning when they came in. Hair windswept and cheeks a little rosey, made me want to kiss all up on their face. When they pushed past me I could smell the alluring scent of their cologne. Cinnamon and vanilla, I could bathe in their presence if they'd let me. Only problem is they don’t want a soulmate, I don’t know whether it’s just a fuck you to the universe or if they genuinely hate that they are stuck with one person meant for them. What sucks more is I know who their soulmate is, me. They thought they could hide my mark with tattoos and layered clothing, but I saw it when we all went swimming up at some beach last summer. Their bathing suit didn't cover it, but it isn't exactly easy to hide a giant dagger stretching up your side over your ribs, one I know matches the one on my thigh. 

I startle slightly when I feel a weight on my shoulder. I look down to see Y/N asleep. Poor thing must have had a rough day working. I readjust them so they're more comfortable. Falling asleep with them. Hoping that one day they will come to accept their soulmate. To accept me.

Thank you for reading! Stay tuned for more.