ao3: methyl_cain
☆ for the goddess too well known - tudor bylerrr with loads of angst
☆ i swore lips were made for lies - kissing practice (will pov)
☆ my tongue between your teeth - kissing practice (mike pov)
☆ i refuse to know the truth - post-volume 2 fic/finale fix-it
divider creds to @sweetestpeacreates :)













