The Summoning - Sleep Token, vessel x reader fanfic, MMF You knew about the lore. You knew about the band. But what you didn't know was that the concerts were more than just ritual events after one night you notice a difference in one of the members. And you try to figure out how to turn them back to themselves. That was before you started questioning if you turn them back. 😈

Ever since you joined the band, Vessel hasn't taken his eyes off you. He used worshipping Sleep as an excuse to see you always, but this time it was decided.

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

Eden is calling for me, I can't resist her calls much longer. Raven keeps dreaming about this mythical place called Eden, not knowing what they mean. Vessel has taken a sudden interest in her, after she's been hanging out with the band for a year already. Will they fall in love? Will Eden take Raven for herself? Or can Vessel do something to stop it? I'm using fake names for the band members to keep their privacy. WARNING!! There will be mentions of self harm, suicidal thoughts and tendencies, smut, and other mature contents. I will be putting trigger warnings on each chapter that contains these topics, but read with caution.

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.

Making a deal with the God of Sleep wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but neither was getting caught up in a sacrificial ritual. The four men in masks saved me only to bring me to their own church of worship, telling me I can't go home because of the debt I owe. But a pact made long ago with the God and the one they call Vessel has me questioning my trust in them, especially when the standoff-ish Vessel of Sleep, the leader of the group, seems to know something I don't. The only way to learn the truth is to delve deeper into their lives, digging up my own buried past along with it... This is a slow burn romance mystery. Warning ⚠️: talk of suicide, murder, self harm and abuse along with sexual content. I also use swear words occasionally Word count: 85,661 Sequel: Telomeres

Hailey never could've imagined what kind of turn her life was about to take. That she would end up worshiping an ancient deity and becoming His vessel. Sleep gives her a new life, a new identity as His vessel. Because of the past trauma, Hailey finds it more comfortable not to talk and Sleep gives her a option not to. One day her loyalty to Sleep leads her to a concert where she finds out she isn't the only vessel. How will her life change while touring with the band and fighting against an false God? This story is about the Sleep Token bands characters❗️I don't know their real identities and I don't want to know. I hope you respect their wishes too🙌🏻