More by grimm (31)
Summary
A collection of unfinished works.
Shelves: Teen Wolf
- Site:
- Archive of Our Own
- Words:
- 132,274
- Status:
- Completed
Summary
All Derek wants is one day where he can sleep without worry of being woken by gunfire, without the threat of death hanging over his head. He wants a full stomach and no pain clinging to his bones, no ache in his feet from months of running. He wants a shower, a safe place to put his head. He wants his family, the healing comfort of pack. He'll never have any of that again.
Shelves: Teen Wolf
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 106,345
- Status:
- Completed
Summary
"Don’t do it,” he mutters. “Don’t do it, please, don’t do it.”
But there it is, a soft pink line appearing right next to the control. Stiles’ legs give out from under him; he sinks to the bathroom floor, hands shaking, his entire body shaking. It’s hard to breathe, his vision blurring around the edges. There’s a knock on the door behind him and then it opens and Scott sits down next to him.
“I’m fucked,” Stiles gasps, tears prickling at his eyes. “I’m fucked!"
Shelves: Teen Wolf
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 127,710
- Status:
- Completed
Summary
This is the place for all of my Tumblr prompt fills and mini fics. Each chapter is a self-contained, complete fic. See each chapter's notes for tags, pairings, and rating information.
Shelves: Teen Wolf
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 115,764
- Status:
- In-Progress
Summary
There’s a break in the trees ahead; Stiles bursts out into a clearing, bathed silver in the moonlight. It’s no relief, the land unfamiliar. He keeps running, and gets halfway across the clearing before teeth grab at his ankle, pulling him off his feet. Stiles hits the ground again, what little breath he has left gusting from his lungs, and manages to scramble onto his back, giving himself his first good look at the beast chasing him. He stills, eyes widening at the sight of the coyote, tawny fur dyed warm gray.
“You brat,” he breathes, shaking with relief, and the coyote’s mouth drops open like it’s laughing, tongue lolling across its sharp white teeth.
Shelves: Teen Wolf
- Site:
- Archive of Our Own
- Words:
- 3,006
- Status:
- Completed