Sleeptoken Stories

!!! Dark romance story - naturally there'll be darker themes, but not enough to get me wattbanned so enjoy 👐

Jennifer fixes people. As a physical therapist, she knows exactly how to stabilize broken bones and heal muscles. But her own wounds, the visible ones on her skin and the invisible ones in her soul, she's buried deep down. She thinks she's a dead end, unable to give anyone a future. Then she meets II, the masked, brutal heartbeat monster of the cult band Sleep Token. Behind the mask, he's a guy fighting against the deafening silence in his head, convinced he drags everyone down into his darkness. What starts as a cautious encounter leads Jen to rainy Suffolk, to the band's old vicarage, a place full of music, secrets, and intense closeness. But the closer they get, the louder their fears become. Are they like Aqua Regia, gold and acid dissolving each other? Or can two people who think they're broken create something together that's stronger than any biological perfection? A story about having the courage to let yourself be consumed, so you can finally become whole.

Princess Astryn of Althea was born into a life of splendor, duty, and tradition-but none of it ever felt like hers. Beneath the crown and royal expectations lies a restless heart, one that craves melody over monarchy. By day, she's a picture of regal grace. By night, she slips past the castle walls, cloaked in secrecy, to perform music in hidden corners of the city-where no one knows her name, and her voice is free. When an anonymous invitation arrives, offering her the chance to audition for a band known only as Sleep Token, Astryn is drawn into a world as enigmatic as it is alluring. The audition is unorthodox, the band's identity concealed behind masks and shadows. But it's the lead singer-known only as Vessel-who intrigues her most. His voice is haunting, his presence magnetic... and he's hiding something far more than his face. As Astryn is pulled deeper into their world, she discovers that music isn't the only thing Sleep Token is using to stir hearts and minds. Secrets, ancient and powerful, begin to unravel-some that could change the fate of her kingdom... and others that could shatter her very soul. Caught between two lives, Astryn must decide who she truly is: the princess bound by blood, or the voice destined to awaken something far greater.

🥀 "He Who Wears The Mask" a Sleeptoken x Phantom of the opera AU. Beneath the Opera House, something listens. Music is worship. Love is a ritual that demands everything. He did not want her voice. He wanted her devotion.

Their crooked halo, black pair of wings, ruthless threats... Not exactly the traits for a well-shaped angel. Somehow it was intriguing to see. Hell, it was even fun to see them get angry. Though it wasn't so amusing when they pulled a dagger, ready to plunge it to anyone's neck. But damn their smile would surely put anyone is a blissful trance, not even a demon could escape it. As much as it is fun to mess with them, pleasing them was a better option. . Based on C.AI bot interaction. Credit to bot = @z_abc_z

a continuation of "35" Corey and The Mask have become one. They travel the world and indoctrinate thousands of people each day, but there is a force watching them. These moments of beauty could lead to Armageddon if they don't find a way to coexist with those who wish to bury the mask again.

After another year, Sleep appears to Vessel speaking of a new task. Finding a new vessel for Sleep to use. But this time he has requirements, and a specific person in mind. Vessel know's finding her won't be easy, but he also knows if he wants to please Sleep he doesn't have a choice. By the time Vessel finds her, he's not too keen on giving her up to the deity just yet. Sleep Token (Vessel) x reader fic! Enjoy. I honestly love sleep token but rarely find good fics of them so I guess that means writing my own. Hope people find this.

This story is based on the famous band Sleep token! (My favourite band❤️) This is a romance story with a hint of the supernatural. Enjoy.

As title states. This will just legit be me sharing songs I like. Idk why. Maybe ppl can listen and be like "that's cool" lmaooo

Stormy nights - The ascent on Xira coming soon i don't know if this is mature yet so if that's something you absolutely don't want to read, keep an eye out for if I've rated it as mature when a new chapter comes.

Linked to my other story "worship me". You will find out, in time.

Little Songfic made out of various SLEEP TOKEN Lyrics. It's all about SLEEP and Vessel enjoying a day at the atlantic ocean with the band's latest merch and when the night comes, the usual worship happens this time on the beach and on their fluffy towels.

THIS IS AI GENERATED BASED OFF THE SONG LYRICS. ONE: Sleep seduces Vessel, offering solace from past mistakes but initiating a toxic, manipulative relationship. Vessel succumbs, believing Sleep to be his only escape from guilt. However, Sleep exploits Vessel's vulnerability, gaslighting him into dependence. TWO: Vessel attempts to prove devotion to Sleep, even committing violent acts against his past lover, Eden. Sleep, satisfied, tightens its grip, while Vessel begins to reflect on his actions and toxic entanglement. JAWS: Vessel fully offers himself to Sleep, conflating self-destruction with love. His sense of agency erodes, though moments of clarity spark internal conflict. SUNDOWNING: Vessel oscillates between romanticizing his relationship with Sleep and recognizing its destructive nature. Despite doubts, he clings to the connection, increasingly aware of how much he has lost of himself.

Before I died no one ever told me what could be on the other side. I was always taught to be afraid of what I didn't know and to not seek out answers. When I took the knife to my wrists I didn't know where I was going, but what I did know was that wherever I was going was nicer than where I was.

Fanfic/Fantasy about Sleep Token This story is based on iii and Vanessa. For Mature audiences

Song fics, about ST :3

This is the story of a woman made of light-of sacred motion, curiosity, and wonder-who descends into a fractured world to remember who she truly is. It is about trauma, not as tragedy alone, but as a threshold-a place where truth is revealed in what remains after everything else has fallen away. Guided by the presence of a divine counterpart who waits in stillness, and haunted by a distorted echo of herself sent to test her essence, she walks through suffering, shadow, and the unbearable hunger to be understood. She does not escape darkness. She meets it. She does not resist pain. She listens to it. She does not stay pure. She chooses to become whole. This story is not about being saved. It is about remembering the self beneath distortion. It is about the quiet, powerful choice to rise-not untouched, but intact. It is for anyone who has ever questioned their light, who has ever been shattered by longing, who has ever wondered if healing is still possible after breaking. It is a myth of becoming.

i've uploaded this to my youtube with voice over, check it out :) @shxegxze this is very deep for me and i don't expect you to understand or relate, but enjoy.

You touch a rock in your young adolescence, little did you know your curiosity changed your life.

They met in a world that wasn't real, a landscape of pixels and silence, where loneliness could be disguised as light. He was the voice through the static. She was the warmth behind the screen. Across oceans and sleepless nights, they built something neither of them had words for, a quiet devotion that felt truer than life itself. But love, in its purest form, demands to be felt beyond the wire. And some distances cannot be crossed, no matter how loud the heart calls. "And we go beyond the farthest reaches Where the light bends and wraps beneath us And I know as you collapse into me This is the start of something" Notes: 🌻Trigger warning: Subtle mention of suicide. 🥀This story is inspired by Sleep Token's Atlantic and Missing Limbs.