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Summary
Vampire Armie lives by a moral code, choosing to lead a violence-free existence. But when his packaged blood supply unexpectedly runs short, he needs to find sustenance in an ethical way. Heading into town on Halloween, of all nights, Armie is lured by a scent he thought only existed in old crone's tales--the sweet, sweet smell of a member of the fae.
I know this isn't Rescue Me. There will be more of that, I promise, but I thought we could all use a momentary distraction from (waves hand around at the whole fandom and world and everything).
Anyway--I started this as a fic for a writing challenge @tandaforever put together in October 2023, but just couldn't get it done then. It remained half-baked until last week, when the fever dreams that accompany an out-of-the-blue case of covid set the rest in motion.
Anyway, this is dedicated to all my fandom friends--especially all you chaos demons--and anyone else who feels like coming along for a ridiculous AU ride.
Much love, CCG 💙💚
