Fics like the feelings in my headspace rearranged

The only reason he’s hesitating right now is because of some stupid false hope he had let himself feel. Some notion that someday others will know of Virgil. That they’ll help him and love him and make him real. Some stupid notion of family. Why would he ever get that? Bad guys don’t get their dreams fulfilled. They don’t deserve it. They don’t deserve anything but ruin. . . . . . . . . “So please,” Thomas says, and his voice cracks. He reaches out a hand to Anxiety. “Give us another chance. And, please, give yourself one as well.” “I don’t deserve one,” Anxiety says, but it’s quiet, weak. There are tears in his own eyes, so he ducks his head and lets his bangs fall to cover his eyes. “I think you deserve one most of all.” Thomas answers firmly. . . . . . . . . [In which "Accepting Anxiety" didn’t happen quite the same way. In which Anxiety, unlike most other Sides, does not inherently have a name. This fact changes quite a few things.] [Family is more than names. They'll need to know more about Anxiety before they meet Virgil. And there's a lot to Anxiety they don't know.] Marked as Abandoned but I still want to update it--I just dont trust myself.

Fics like the feelings in my headspace rearranged

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