If you want just a long cute fluffy story where Vessel finds the love of his life and they're simply happy. This is just the right story for you.

I shakily reached for his hand and he stood, gently pulling me up with him. My gaze bounced between each of the six eyes on the mask and I got frustrated, wanting to make real eye contact with him. Vessel noticed my slight scowl and paused for a second before wearily pushing his hood back and unbuckling his mask, letting it fall to rest in his other palm. His long, shaggy black hair fell immediately into his eyes, blocking my line of sight to a majority of his face. I lean slightly away from him. "Are... Are you sure?..." I didn't want him to feel pressured to show me who he was, but I was dying to see the real him. "Promise you won't panic...?" That took me aback. Panic? Why? I furrowed my brows, confused. I nodded. "Yeah, why would I pa-" He tilted his head up and brushed his hair from his face. Six. There were still six. I panicked.

When I wake in the hospital, adorned with a new scar across me from the fateful day I lost everything, I have no choice but to try and pick up the life that I left behind in America without Vessel by my side. With no contact from him and a broken heart, I am set to graduate with a psychology degree and am forced to move on. Then, only a few days before graduation, a letter arrives at my college campus for a job offer as a group therapist. For a band. In Europe. Am I ready to face him again after feeling as though he abandoned me? ~~~~~~~~~~ This is a sequel to The Summoning

𝘐𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? II had been sleep deprived for several days due to noise outside. On a cold autumn night, II had enough. He grabbed a flashlight and went outside to investigate. What he found made him wish he had stayed inside...

Meeting sleep tokens' bassist after one of their concerts wasn't on her bingo card. But then again, she didn't. Blues is just another person, with his tired eyes and boyish smile, who appears to share a lot of interest with her. But why not stay with each other? To find comfort in each others arms? Just for tonight. In a short while, their connection turns into something truly out of the ordinary this is purely fictional and yes, while the general setting and names are more or less loosely based on sleep token, i made their characteristics up in my silly little head ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ !big big shout out to the wonderful @lowkeyrobin who created this cover and has been a steady source of input for me! !dividers are by @saradika-graphics on tumblr! !started March 03 2025!

A slight tickle on your cheek begins to awaken you, eyes foggy and confused as you gaze around the room. You can feel the hair that hangs in your eyes being brushed gently to the side, but by what force you do not know. While nothing yet has made sense in this place, you never once have felt scared. If anything, you feel satiated, the last memory you can seem to recall is sinking deep into a bath scented with lavender. This is an X reader, You are the main character. This is also a female reader or anyone who identifies with female anatomy/pronouns. Anatomy is *cough* heavily discussed. This is my first time in my life writing anything other than an angsty depression poem. I apologize if it is butts, I may over explain details, and its a bit of a slow burner. NOT ABOUT THE REAL PEOPLE YALL. THIS IS ABOUT THE MASKED MEN WHO MAKE OUT ON STAGE ONLY

Charlotte is a young woman and professional photographer. After three years of education, she's pretty talented but it's hard to keep her head above water, as the orders she's getting are only poorly paid. Luckily one day she meets someone who introduces her to a new job. Thankfully she accepts it, not knowing what will go along with it and how that simple job is meant to change her life forever.

Emma is a young woman who needs to find her way in life after finishing university. A person from her past is crossing her way again, but this could mean he might be opening up wounds from her past as well. And there is this night that might chance her life. And who might be the mysterious person appearing in her life? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Important information: this story will NOT expose any person of the collective!!!

"I think you've really got to wait and see how things play out. Sometimes a decision you might consider a regret or failure in the present can turn out to be the catalyst for something extraordinary in the end. Truth is, some of life's wildest journeys begin with a wrong turn." - Beau Taplin DISCLAIMER This is a Sleep Token Fanfiction with two main relationships. II x Female Character. Vessel x III x Female Character There will be sensitive subjects, violence, drugs, sex and swearing. The characters are based on the band members on stage. I will NOT be using their real names etc to respect the band. This story is entirely fictional.

Ellaria's life isn't all she wants it to be. She works too much for too little pay, lives with her sister who doesn't care for her and who has a boyfriend that preys on Ellaria, and on top of that, she's starting to have weird dreams. She tries to ignore the dreams, but she never was one to let things go. The odd dreams lead her to a commune named Eden in the idyllic English countryside, where all those who live there worship a strange deity, and have even stranger acts of worship. Can she be true to herself in this strange place, or will she lose herself to the hauntingly beautiful Eden? CW: This story contains mature themes including, but not limited to, cult and deistic worship; EXTENSIVE mental health issues; drug use; blood and gore; mentions of pregnancy; and of course, sexual encounters of varying degrees. Reader discretion is advised, and this is the ONLY warning you will be receiving.