You were at a sleep token concert and stood by the barricade on the left side of the stage. III had kept an eye on you all night and before their second last song, Sugar. He handed you a note ~wait for me after the show~ CW: this book will contain SMUT at some point/points in the story. AN: this is only a fan fiction so none of it is real. It is purely fantasy. Enjoy :)

"Fuckin' hell." - Lieutenant Simon Riley, alias Ghost

'Do you remember me when the rain gathers?' Quiet, tall and slightly awkward in the way that made you think twice before looking away. But when he played, God, when he played. It was like the room listened. Music is the language he speaks most fluently, half-improvised chords, half-unspoken thoughts. Too sharp to be forgettable, too soft to demand attention. He didn't expect to be heard. He was never meant to be seen. And then Eden saw him anyway. (This story is entirely fictional, inspired by the music of Sleep Token. Told from dual perspectives - the 'man behind the mask' of Vessel. And Eden - the FMC. It explores a narrative detached from real-life identities or events. No real identities/names are ever mentioned or discussed. The events that happen are completely fictional. Everything within is purely a product of imagination.)

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.

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

torn between the consuming love of vessel and the untammed passion of ii. entangled in a sensual labyrinth of desire, where every member ignites a fire. do you feel it, my queen? I'm meant for you like you're meant for me. disclaimer: adult content. read at your own risk.

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!

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...

"I needed a miracle," he says through the mic, looking straight at me. "and thank god it was you." • • [like my other story, this isn't going to be sexual. just a cute story so I hope you enjoy <3]