Sander sides Oneshots

Death

Hey guys! Ok so I have a bunch of ideas but like I don't really know which ones people will like. I decided to start this since I love to write! I have enough ideas for each of these to make a full story for any of them! So if you guys want I can expand any of these just ask!

Ok so I'm not 100% this is even my idea. That could be my anxiety or I could have read it somewhere at some point! If I did read it at some point and you recognize it please tell me. I really don't want to take credit for someone else's idea! Ps. I won't gloss over Patton's living arrangements as much if this is turned into a full book.

Trigger warnings:

Injuries

Character Death

Kidnapping?

Stoning (like literally people throwing rocks at someone)

Suicide

Police searches?

Mentions of abuse

Mentions of murder

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He knew it was coming. For a while too he didn't really have a choice in the matter. He'd made his choice after all and there was no backing out now. You see when Patton was younger he died. He didn't want to, he was reborn in a way still his same age, able to remember everything before his death. It was a mistake, a fluke in some other worldly system but he had been grateful. He vowed to live as happily as possible knowing that sooner rather the mistake would be corrected and he'd be gone. For good this time. The first run he'd taken at life didn't go too well. He was alone closed off and most certainly not ok. Physically and mentally that is he had wished and dreamed for a better life.

After he died though things got so much better he left his home at around 13 moving in with one of his few friends. His parents did nothing, not really caring where he was. At 15 he had gotten a job in a small bakery nearby. The day he turned 18 he moved out. He couldn't keep leaching off them. At least that's what Patton thought the work he'd put in was amazing. Not only that but he managed to keep a peppy attitude and was always ready to give help. When he had moved out he'd chosen to have roommates in hopes of making more friends mostly. That and he couldn't stand the quiet he hoped they'd help with that.

The day he moved in he was met with the faces of the people he'd grow to care about more than anyone. There were four roommates, Janus, Virgil, Logan, and Roman. Virgil had arrived in the apartment first locking himself away in the smallest room. Logan next always one for punctuality; he set up his room and chose to wait for the others so he could receive proper introductions. Roman was soon after making a loud and flamboyant entrance, scaring Virgil who was in his room. Next was Patton who immediately did a hop skip and a jump ready to meet his new roommates no matter the nerves that clutched at him. After all, what if he got close to them and then his time ran out? That was a part of the reason he cut contact with the family who took him in anyway. Well also partly because they weren't a big fan of his sexuality. Dee had been the one to arrive last late at night. He had been the most closed off slipping into his room almost immediately.

It had taken a while to get them to open up to Patton. Who had taken up the fatherly role in the apartment making meals and making sure people got to bed on time. Patton became fiercely protective of them. Especially when Dee came back distraught and covered in little cuts after people started throwing stones at him for the scars covering the right side of his face. Patton had been furious at them for doing that to him; his poor kiddo didn't deserve that. They had all begun to rely on him telling him what was bothering them and Patton had on many occasions helped with Virgil's anxiety attacks. He had begun to help Logan work through his emotional numbness as well, and helping Roman work through his insomnia. He also helped work through Dee's insecurities about his scars as well as the trauma that came with them.