Okay this is from all the way back when Issac and Jackson started dating but this made me laugh so much

Sorry this chapter took so long and it's shitty

Okay so for a Sanders Sides Angst Oneshot book, what would you guys like to see??

You guys know I'm willing to write some pretty angsty and triggering things so you can suggest what you want

I'll do any Sanders Sides character (including remy, Emile & Anton) also any of my OCs (Quinn, Evan, Wylan, & Draven etc)

I will do most any ship, but there are a few that I won't do just because there are ships I don't like so I have trouble writing them

I will do ships with my own OC's like REQD, Revan, quiet, drylan, or any other ship you guys would like to see like quirgil or Evan x someone or Quinn x Roman x Virgil or Quinn x someone

So please make suggesting about any angst prompt you'd like to see with certain characters

TRIGGER WARNINGS : aNgsT, implied smexy times

Patton POV
"I'm so excited!  I'm so happy!  This is the best day ever!"  I squealed while jumping up in down in my wedding dress. 

"Okay, I know you're happy,"  Emile laughed.  "Just don't ruin your dress." 

"I'm just so excited to finally be getting married to Logan!"  I exclaimed while throwing my arms around Emile's shoulders. 

"Oh really?  I couldn't tell."  He joked sarcastically.

"Okay, I'm calm,"  I took a deep breath, sitting back down at the vanity.  I fixed my dress, smoothing out all the lace.

Emile picked up a brush and brushed my hair for probably the millionth time.  I just kept bouncing around and messing up my hair.  He then picked o the pretty wiry flower crown with white and baby blue roses and sat it on my head.  He smoothed out the long veil that went all the way to the ground. 

I stood back up calmly this time.  The ceremony starts in roughly ten minutes.  This is a huge step in my life.  I'm terrified but also super excited. 

The wedding isn't that big considering that Logan and I have no extended family.  Logan was never close enough with his extended family or his parents to invite them.  My parents weren't close with the rest of my extended family so I don't know them.  Not even my grandparents.

It's really just all our friends and Emile's parents.  In hindsight, this is kinda sad now that I think about it.  But I'm happy nonetheless.  I'm still going to be married to Logan by the end of the day and that's what matters.

"You ready?"  Emile asked with a smile.  He quickly fixed his blue teacup dress before offering his arm to me.

"I think so,"  I mumbled after taking a deep breath.  I slipped my arm around his and together we walked towards the door. 

We decided to get married at this butterfly conservatory.  The building was made up of many different greenhouses to mimic certain biomes.  Along with a greenhouse designed for weddings.

I've already seen how it's decorated and it's really beautiful.  There's lots of little waterfalls and plants.  It's supposed to look like a tropical forest full of butterflies and I think they did a pretty good job. 

I paused at the large white and glass doors.  I took a shaky breath, unsure as to why I was so nervous.  I could see through the glass to the set up.

Everyone was sitting in chairs, obviously waiting for me.  Logan was standing at the end of the isle next to the priest. 

"You okay Patton?"  Emile asked.  "You're shaking."

"I'm so happy but this is like the first time I've been nervous to be in front of other people,"  I laughed.  "I guess I've always had this perfect vision of what my wedding would be and it's changed so much."

"What do you want to change the most?"  Emile asked worriedly.

"I think I just wish I had family here,"  I mumbled.  "I always thought I'd make amends with my parents and that my dad would walk me down the isle."

"I'm not your dad, thankfully,"  He said.  "But I think I'll do good enough."

"Thank you so much,"  I whispered, leaning my head against his shoulder.  "You're literally the best friend ever."

"You too Patton,"  Emile told me.  "Now smile, you're getting married."

I laughed again and smiled a bit.  I looked down to Logan again and felt my heart swell with love.  He was wearing a very handsome black suit and dark blue tie.  I picked up my bouquet of blue and white flowers and held it in one hand.

The piano music started up and Emile and I joined arms again.  My heart was pounding in my chest. The doors opened and Emile and I walked down the stairs.

I tried not to trip but my clumsiness made that difficult. But I made it to the alter and stood across from Logan.  We briefly smiled to each other.

This is happiness to me.  I'm finally getting married to Logan, who is the love of my life.  I'm finally free from my parents.  I've graduated college and I have a good job as a kindergarten teacher.  We bought a good sized house in a richer neighborhood with a beautiful tradition style. Literally nothing could ruin this happy feeling.

"Do you, Logan Hawkins, take Patton Emerson to be your lawfully wedded husband, through happiness, pain, joy, suffering, sadness, and health, to death do you part?"  The priest asked Logan.

"I do," Logan vowed with a pleased smile. I slid the silver wedding ring onto his finger.

"Do you, Patton Emerson, take Logan Hawkins to be your lawfully wedded husband, through happiness, pain, joy, suffering, sadness, and health, to death do you part?"  The priest asked me.

"I do," I vowed happily. Logan slid the other silver wedding ring onto my finger next to the engagement ring.

"Then I now pronounce you, husband and husband," The priest declared.

Logan and I embraced and kissed passionately. I smiled brightly when we pulled apart.  We kissed again briefly before hugging each other tightly. 

I threw my bouquet into the crowd, laughing as Evan caught it and then shoved it in his boyfriends faces with a pleased look. 

I rested my head on Logan's shoulder, unable to stop smiling.  He pressed a kiss to my forehead and I could feel him smiling against my skin. 

"Love you,"  I mumbled.

"I love you too Patton,"  Logan responded with a smile. 

~•~

Logan POV
"I need you to let go of my arms Patton,"  I told him with a laugh.  "I can't open the door if you don't let go."

"I'm just so happy,"  He giggled, finally removing his arms from around my midsection. 

"As am I,"  I said, giving him another quick kiss.  "But I'd prefer to get out of the cold."

I opened the garage door so we could step into the house.  Patton had to hitch up his wedding dress to be able to get into the house.  I brushed snow off my jacket and hung it up. 

"It's almost two in the morning but I'm not tired,"  Patton commented. 

"We can stay up in cuddle,"  I suggested.  "Maybe watch a movie."

Patton smiled, shrugging off his jacket and handing it to me.  He then turned and headed up the stairs to our bedroom.  Then I was suddenly struck with a very odd feeling.

My face turned red with a blush and it felt as if my entire body became hot.  But as I felt a tugging in my pants, I understood what my body was trying to tell me.

So this is what sexual attraction or horniness, as some might call it, feels like.  I've always know I was demisexual and I'm still slightly surprised it took this long to start.  But all I know right now is that having intercourse with Patton sounds amazing right now.

I headed up the stairs after Patton.  I entered our bedroom to see him struggling and failing to get out of his dress.  We've seen each other in our boxers but never fully naked yet. 

"Can you help,"  Patton squeaked, almost falling over.

I walked over and helped him out of the dress, having to undo the corset for him.  I ran my hand down his side and rested it on his hip.  Patton shuddered a bit at that. 

"What are you doing?"  He mumbled, way too innocent to understand.  I kissed at his neck.

"May I fuck you Patton?"  I asked, deciding you just get straight to the point. 

"Wh-What?"  He stuttered. 

"We are married now and I'm feeling a strong sexual attraction to you right now,"  I told him.  "We don't have to if you don't feel comfortable with this but I'd enjoy to have intercourse with you right now."

"Yeah, uh, please,"  Patton mumbled.  "I don't really know how it works."

Patton tilted his head back to look up at me.  I tried to keep a comforting look on my face but it was difficult when he was being so cute. 

"You're okay with doing this?"  I asked again.  "I won't hurt you and we can stop at any point."

"Yes,"  He said again, nodding his head.  "I trust you."

I scooped Patton up into my arms and carried him over to the bed.  I laid him down and crawled on top of him.  We kissed gently and then I worked on undressing.

And we all know what happens now.

~~~~magical time skip~~~~

I awoke to weak morning sunlight coming in through the large windows.  It was barely light out which gave the world a peaceful and calm feeling. 

Patton was snuggled in my arms, still completely naked from last nights events.  It was very warm and cozy underneath the large comforter. 

I let out a sigh and nuzzled into Patton's soft hair.  I didn't bother closing my eyes, instead reflecting over yesterday's events. 

Marrying Patton was one of the best events I've went through.  It just made me so happy when we were pronounced to be officially husbands.  Being able to call Patton my husband makes me feel so happy.  Also now he'll be addressed as Mr. Hawkins too and I'm not exactly sure why but that makes things feel way more official. 

Patton started to stir a bit.  He sighed and then went still again.  I smiled and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. 

Having intercourse with Patton felt amazing.  He's incredibly innocent so that was also a little amusing.  But otherwise, it was a rather enjoyable experience.

I pushed myself up and then pressed kisses across Patton's forehead to wake him up.  After a couple kisses, Patton opened his eyes a bit and then yawned. 

"Good morning,"  I told him, continuing to press kisses along his jaw. 

"Morning,"  He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. 

I laid back down, pulling Patton with me so that he was resting against my chest.  I pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. 

"Everything past my waist feels weird,"  Patton complained.  "It kinda hurts."

"That's normal so don't worry,"  I promised, running my hand up and down his back in a soothing manner. 

"It felt nice though,"  He mumbled.  "Last night..."

"I'm glad it was enjoyable for you too,"  I told him.  Patton pushed himself up so that he was resting on his elbows next to me. 

We smiled at each other and then I pulled Patton down in for a kiss.  I pushed myself up too, rolling Patton over so that he was beneath me.

I rested most of my weight on one arm and rested my other hand on Patton's hip.  We started making out, tongue and all.  This is pretty unusual for us but it felt amazing and neither of us wanted to stop. 

I couldn't be more in love.

~~~~magical time skip~~~~~

Patton POV
"It's finally!"  I squealed again, squirming around in my seat, unable to sit still. It took me less than a year after being married to convince Logan to adopt a child.

"I'm well aware Patton," Logan sighed, staring up at the adoption agency with worry in his eyes.

"I'm just so excited to finally be a dad!" I exclaimed, grabbing his arm.

"You are beyond normally excited for an event like this," He laughed.

"C'mon," I said, getting out of the car. "I don't wanna wait any longer."

"Want to," Logan corrected under his breath. He got out of the car and slid his hand into mine.

I was wearing khakis, a light blue shirt, and a white cardigan, along with my baby blue converse. Logan was wearing a dark blue button up with a black tie and black jeans. His converse where dark blue.

We headed inside together, Logan signing us in while I looked around excitedly. If not for him tightly holding my hand, I probably would've went wandering off.

Eventually Logan finished signed us in and we were allowed to join other couples wandering around. The majority of the couples here were LGBTQ+ couples.

I would prefer a younger child just for the experience of being able to raise younger children but I'm not opposed to adopting teenagers. I just want to be able to help a parentless child and give them a loving home that they deserve.

"How long will we wander around before we can go home?" Logan asked me.

"Forever and forever," I laughed, hugging his arm tightly.

"Ew," Said a low voice.

We both turned to see a teenager.  Maybe only fourteen or fifteen.  They looked like a boy but I don't know if that's what they'd prefer to be called.  They had brown hair and coppery brown eyes.  They were wearing ripped up black jeans, a black t-shirt that said Green Day, with a black and white flannel over it.  A black beanie with pins on his head. 

"Ew what?"  I asked.

"Affection,"  They sighed while rolling their eyes.

"Now what's wrong with affection?" I questioned, putting my hands on my hips. 

"It's fucking disgusting,"  They snapped.  "You're in public, get a damn room."

"Watch your language,"  I told him sternly. 

"Geez, way to be annoying,"  He laughed. 

"If we are bothering you that much, than you can leave,"  Logan said. 

"Well what if I don't want to?"  They challenged.  "This is my windowsill."

"Aren't you a rude one,"  I muttered.  I joined hands with Logan and walked away, headed for hopefully nicer kids.

"Yeah...I know,"  They whispered in a slightly emotional voice. 

I felt a sudden worried twang in my heart.  I looked back at them to see them just staring sadly out the window. 

Logan kept walking but I stoped, causing him to stumble a bit.  I turned and walked back to the teenager, leaning against the wall next to their windowsill.

"My name's Patton,"  I introduced myself.

"And I care why?"  They asked, looking out the window. 

"What's your name?"  I asked, ignoring their rudeness. 

"Why do you care?"  They snapped, instantly defensive.  "Isn't their some toddler you can adopt?"

"You seem lonely,"  I frowned.  Logan rested his hand on my arm in a worriedly manner.  "And you seem to be in need of a hug."

"I don't want your damn sympathy,"  They said angrily.  "I'm fine on my own."

"What's your name?"  I asked again.

They stared at me for a few seconds, seemingly confused.  But then they sighed and let down their guard a bit.

"It's Atlas,"  They mumbled. 

"That's a cool name,"  I told them.  "What pronouns do you prefer."

"I'm a guy,"  They deadpanned.

"I just didn't want to assume,"  I laughed.  "You know what happens when you assume."

Logan just sighed, already knowing where I was going with my ridiculous dad jokes.  Hopefully soon I'll actually be a dad so I can use more of my dad jokes.

"Are you going to keep bothering me or can I be left in peace?"  He asked with a sigh. 

"I'll leave if you really want me too but I don't give up easily,"  I laughed. 

"What if I don't want you to leave?"  He questioned, raising an eyebrow as if it were a challenge.

"Then I won't,"  I answered.  "Oh, and this is my husband, Logan.  Probably should've introduced him."  I laughed a bit.

"Salutations,"  Logan said, nodding his head slightly. 

"You two are fucking weird,"  He sighed. 

"Thanks,"  I laughed. 

"Why aren't you leaving?"  Atlas asked.  "Usually it takes one rude remark to send couples scurrying away from me.  Besides I'm a teenage boy, aren't there babies and toddlers to adopt?"

"Exactly,"  I answered.  "Barely any people adopt teenagers."

"If you get to know us, you will soon understand that Patton is extremely empathetic,"  Logan stepped in.  "He thinks your upset about something and he's not going to leave until he knows you're okay."

I laughed and nodded along, surprised that Logan was able to sum me up to well.  I pressed a kiss to Logan's check but didn't miss the strange look in Atlas's eyes.

"I'm not upset about shit,"  Atlas snapped.

"I do believe that I'd a falsehood,"  Logan said, making me laugh a bit at his word choice. 

"Look, just go find a kid and leave me alone,"  He told us angrily.  "I have three years until I get get out of this hellhole and the last thing I need is parents!"

I recoiled a bit at his outburst.  Atlas might have anger issues.  He also seems hurt and I really want to give him a comforting hug. 

"Are you sure about that?"  I asked with a hurt frown.  Logan scowled at Atlas upon seeing that he had upset me. 

"I won't be adopted,"  Atlas said firmly.  "I don't want to be adopted."

~~~magical tImE skip~~~~

"I can't believe I agreed to this shit,"  Atlas grumbled, his two bags in hand, staring up at our house. 

"I can't believe it's been a year since meeting you,"  I mumbled. 

It took a year, but eventually Logan and I adopted Atlas.  He kept his walls up for a while but eventually Logan managed to break through.  For some reason, they seem to get along.

After many get together and home visits, we finally signed the papers that made us the legal guardians of Atlas Hawkins.  I know he tries to hide it but I can tell that he's happy about it. 

He's sixteen now, working to get his drivers license with Logan's help.  Today he officially moves in with us and I couldn't be more excited.

"Can I call you my son now?"  I asked excitedly, giving him a hug.

"I don't give a shit,"  Atlas responded.

"Language kiddo,"  I reprimanded, ruffling his hair.

"What am I supposed to call you two now?"  He asked.

"I don't mind if you call me Patton but I'd prefer dad for the sentiment,"  I answered. 

"Fine dad,"  Altas said.  "What about you."

"Well I get dad,"  I said, grabbing Logan's arm.  "You could be...daddy?"  I looked up at him innocently.

Logan blushed a deep shade of red while Atlas burst out laughing uncontrollably.  I looked between the two confusedly.

"What did I say?"  I asked, extremely confused now.

Logan gave me a kiss to shut me up, which was a pretty effective tactic.  I stayed quiet while Atlas calmed down from his laughing fit.

"I'm gonna call you mom,"  Atlas told Logan.

"If you wish to refer to me as your parental figure, please call me dad then,"  Logan told him.

"Fine whatever,"  Atlas rolled his eyes. 

"Let's just go inside and get situated,"  Logan sighed.

He kept his hand on the small of my back and led the way inside.  Atlas followed behind, dragging his stuff with him. 

We all headed upstairs and let Atlas choose a room.  He chose the corner room with a view of the backyard.  He looked around the room with a small happy smile. 

"We'll leave you alone to get situated kiddo,"  I told him. 

"Thanks,"  He mumbled with a smile.

Logan and I left the room and headed to our own room.  I sat on the bed and let out a happy sigh.  I have a family now.

"I take it your in a good mood,"  Logan laughed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. 

"We have a family!"   I squealed, hugging Logan's waist tightly.  "I'm a dad now!"

"I'm just glad you're happy about this,"  Logan said gently.  But then he pushed me back on the bed and stayed on top of me.  "Let's make a baby of our own,"  He mumbled before kissing at my neck. 

"But we're both boys,"  I reminded him.

"I'm well aware of that Patton,"  Logan said, pushing himself back up.  "I hope you understand what I am implying here."

I thought for a few seconds, my innocent mind becoming a slight hindrance.  But then I realized what Logan was suggesting and I blushed. 

"Oh,"  I mumbled.  "But what about Atlas?"  I asked worriedly.

"He's a sixteen year old boy,"  Logan reminded me.  "He's been here before and he knows the rules.  As long as we're done by dinner, I'm sure everything will be okay."

"I guess you're right,"  I whispered.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. "Why not?"

"Just be quiet love,"  Logan told me, pressing a kiss to my lips. 

~~~super magical time skip~~~

Logan POV
It's been two years since we adopted Atlas.  He's now in his senior year of high school so I've been helping him to fill out college applications.

My office is my one safe space that's entirely my own in this house.  Patton knows not to bother me too much when I'm working.  And so far Atlas has been good at staying out of my work space.

There was a knock at the door.  I sighed loudly.

"Yes?"  I called.

"Can I come in?"  Atlas's voice came from the other side of the door.  "I have a question."

"You may come in,"  I told him. 

The door opened and Atlas stepped in.  I turned around in my chair to look at him.  Atlas seemed to be embarrassed about something based on his flushed face and his fidgeting

"It's kinda personal and I didn't know whether to go to you or dad,"  He mumbled embarrassedly.

"Well what could be of that much importance?"  I asked.  "You can ask me anything.  I'm smart so I'm sure I know the answer."

"How did you know you were gay?"  Atlas blurted out. 

I must of reacted visibly in shock because Atlas seemed to become more embarrassed.  But then I sighed and tried by best to compose my shock.

"I think I always knew,"  I mumbled.  "My parents were extremely homophobic so it did take me until I met Patton to actually understand why I felt that way.  This is very...feelings centered, Patton could probably help you more."

"I know but...he's not gay,"  Atlas argued.  "He's pan.  You're the one that's actually gay."

"Do you feel any attraction towards women at all?"  I asked with a sigh.  I know that I'm Atlas's favorite dad and Patton knows too.  I just wish he'd be more subtle about it. 

"No,"  Atlas mumbled.

"Sexual or romantic?"  I continued.

"Ew,"  Atlas grimaced.  "I still can't get the image of you fucking dad ever since I walked in on you two."

"I thought we all agreed to never speak of that again,"  I reminded him with a blush.  "And the importance of knocking."

"We're getting off track,"  Atlas said.  "I'm extremely confused about everything.  Hell, even if I'm gay.  Dick sounds amazing but the person I have a crush on is non-binary."

"But I'm guessing they were born male,"  I inferred. 

"Yeah,"  Atlas mumbled.  "I kinda really wanna date them, and cuddle them...and kiss them...and maybe fuck them."

"This is way too many emotions for me,"  I grumbled.  "I would talk to Patton about this."

"Thanks I guess,"  Atlas mumbled. 

"If it helps, I have always felt that you might not be straight,"  I told him.  "Patton isn't either.  We didn't want to say anything but now it seems that you might finally be coming to terms with this.  I know personally that this time is going to be confusing but you have Patton and I'd full support."

Atlas stood still, deep in thought, for a few moments.  But then he walked over and gave me a hug.  I stiffened hope, unused to anyone but Patton hugging me.

"Thanks dad,"  Atlas mumbled.  Then he walked away without another word. 

I couldn't help but smile a bit.  Maybe things won't be too bad anymore.