Sleeptoken Stories

Vessel and III hated eachother but afther 3 years they try something new... being nice! ☆enemies to lovers.

His life was pain. He thought death would be an end. It was only the beginning. This is a Sleep Token fanfic about the stage characters ONLY, never the real people behind the band.

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

⚠️TW: NSFW, mentions of self harm and graphic depictions of self harm, blood, mental health issues, past abusive relationship.⚠️ Y/N is officially on the road as the new makeup artist for the mysterious band Sleep Token, and she's already in trouble. The reason? The lead singer, Vessel. He's hot, he's intense, and the electricity between them is completely out of control, especially since they're sharing a tour bus. But Y/N is broken, using books to escape a private sadness that leaves deep, undeniable scars. When an accident forces her secret into the open, and her past comes back to haunt her in the form of her abusive ex how will Vessel react?

Bound by their mutual love in music, childhood frenemies Eleanor and Andrew share a passion no one else seems to understand. Where she finds her purpose as a talented violinist, he learns who he is through his drums. Although their respective instruments are not meant to harmonize, sharing a bedroom wall forces them to find their rhythm and make it work. As they outgrow the childhood they shared, both seem to find their way towards the future they dream off. But what if that future is shattered for one of them, while the other gets to experience more success than they ever anticipated? And after over a decade of not seeing each other, will their musical bond still exist, or will envy and hurt caused by that one traumatic experience twelve years ago still keep them apart? A Sleep Token' II x FOC slowburn lovestory.

Twenty years after Sleep Token faded into history, its music remains hidden beneath the dust of time. Aura, daughter of two worlds, has spent her entire life caught between humanity and divinity, never truly belonging to either. But when a charismatic young musician named Thomas begins building something dark from the ruins of an old legacy, their paths collide. He offers belonging. She offers freedom. Neither is willing to surrender. As devotion turns into obsession and light clashes with shadow, both will be forced to ask themselves the same question: Which path would you choose?

Just when a man truly starts to feel like his life is over, a mysterious ancient deity called Sleep promises to care for him and erase his past, so long as he becomes their vessel. But every rose has its thorns, and soon, Sleep's new mouthpiece is a new man, but not in the way the deity promised. Based on the lore of the band Sleep Token.

🗯️ ii/vessel & noli past death, grief to love is to lose. all titles from turning back the clock by adventurer crossposted to ao3 saturnguest © 2025

based on a post on twitter that I saw on discord Vessel moves to a new city for a better job and leaves behind his friend. He isn't too hyped about it at first, but his neighbors are awfully attractive and it is almost too easy to fall for them. (or in other words I don't know how to do a good summary •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀) currently getting updated regularly but also I keep coming back to fix plotholes XD also I uploaded this originally on ao3 (it's still on there) but I like the comment system here more :) )

Some songs feel like memories of a home you have never known. For most of her life, Jane felt invisible - the kind of person the world forgets the moment it looks away. But in the music of the anonymous masked band Sleep Token, she found something dangerously close to salvation. What begins as quiet devotion slowly unravels after an ancient force pulls her into the orbit of the enigmatic frontman known only as Vessel. Beneath the masks, rituals and haunting melodies hides a truth far older than myth itself - one capable of consuming both gods and mortals alike. And the closer Jane gets to the heart of it all, the more devotion begins to feel less like love... and more like fate. Because every ritual demands an offering. And every act of worship comes with a price.

the whites of your eyes turn black in the lowlight. in turning divine, we tangle endlessly like lovers intwined. i know for the last time, you will not be mine. so give me the night, the night, the night. - THE NIGHT DOES NOT BELONG TO GOD, SLEEP TOKEN.

Aria DeGhant was a bloodline witch from a bygone era. Fate tore her into the dreamscape and abandoned her into the realm of Arcadia. She became her own Demi Goddess with golden touch, a healer's touch to all who sought her in the decaying kingdom. Time passed slowly in the realm. That was until a mysterious figure roamed the grounds of her temple. Is the masked veiled man a fellow deity or foe?

🗯️ iii/iv angst, injury violet was already blooming around both of his eyes, the left one nearly swollen shut. his eyebrow was split and a bit of blood was still dripping from the cut. title from d4mage done by i see stars crossposted to ao3 saturnguest © 2025

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.

Vessel, II, III, and IV have just moved in together. They live in a large log cabin, the house surrounded by forest and wildlife. A peaceful place to rest after their recent tour. Upon exploring the woodland they discover something inhuman. Maybe there's more to this area than meets the eye. How will the band react to these unnatural circumstances? (Slow burner) This is about the characters the band uses on stage. Not the people behind the masks. They wear their masks pretty much constantly. I like to picture them in their tmbte masks for this story but imagine them as you like. I write the band as having a platonic relationship. Basically just the stuff they do onstage. I try to keep them 'in character'.

poems inspired by the lyrics of sleeptoken

Sleep Token meets 3am angst. is there a plot? Perchance.

This is a random story I have been throwing around in my head about Sleep Token. All the poly stories have me yearning for stuff I haven't seen other people's story. I don't know a whole lot of the lore behind the band and will be doing some of my own interpretations. This will be able to be read as a Y/N story if you want, but the OC will have a name and be female. This will be a romantic supernatural story and I hope whoever reads this enjoys it.

Vessel was fated to fail before he ever even got to begin. So it was easy to give in and drop to his knees, easy to turn that blade on himself, easy to plunge it into his chest. It wasn't easy waking up again, beneath it all.

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.