"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.

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...

Is there such a thing as soulmates?

Thank you so much for 1k reads!!! Angela had moved to a secluded part of town, she knew no one, but a masked man shows up, and her life completely changes. But is it for better or worse? (Vessel is a softy here but his protective instincts don't hesitate to kick in) *warning: smut, violence, blood.**

Again, it's the mask, this time in complete detail. It seems almost like a white cloth with red symbols painted on it and three black slits on each side for eyes. "Just leave me alone already! what do you want?" I scream. I've finally had it. I'm done with the paranoia, the sleepless nights, and the constant feeling like someone's watching me. Suddenly there's a strange breeze of cool air whistling through the apartment. Some papers are lifted by the current and drift onto the floor. Just as suddenly as the draft came, a deep voice whispers, "you" then the breeze stops, and I'm left sitting there scared and confused at what the hell just happened. This is a Sleep Token fanfiction for mature audiences only! All pictures are made with AI (Wonder app)

Sleep token fics from the back of my brain, mostly going to be nsfw and id love some constructive criticism, I take requests also as long as they dont involve the guys real ids

In the fall of 2019, you have a particularly bad day, but it's not something a few drinks at the bar and a handsome stranger can't fix... until catching feelings turns what should have been a one-time encounter into something much, much deeper. ---- This story utilizes fake real names for the members of the band and has no instances of y/n. Reader is assumed to be 21+. Vessel/reader

Literally had a dream so I though, fuck it, let's make a Wattpad story outta it. It gets less cringe trust 💀🤧 TYSM FOR 20K READS LIKE HOLY SHIT. THANKYOU I CANNOT THANKYOU ENOUGH ⚠️ UNDER EDITING ⚠️ chapter titles, the starting chapters, and spelling mistakes and name changes already being edited cause I thought they were cringe and im a perfectionist. A young girl named Jade, finds herself at a Sleep Token Concert to Visit II afterwards, and he invites her to the hotel their staying at. Things take a turn and she ends up preforming with them and going on tour with them. Soon she discovers that their secret may be bigger then expected, and her purpose in life was set for her all along, just maybe not in the way she would have thought - WARNING - Contains mature content such as SUICIDAL REFRENCES, MENTAL HEALTH, SH, SEXUAL ASSULT, SMUT, Thier will warnings at the start of most chapters but still beware - started December 2023 - edited august 2025 -Hopefully finished by 2026 #1 - SleepToken - out of 36 stories #2 - Vessel - out of 728 stories #2 - Token - out of 536 stories #5 - Sleep - out of 10.6k stories #10 - Band - out of 19.5k stories

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