7 Works in Protective Vessel (Sleep Token)
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Whether it’s God, Sleep, an immortal Eldritch being cursed to hold up the cosmos, or some other divine entity entirely, someone is surely taking the piss.
Vessel looks him once over. “You smell different,” he eventually says.
Fuck.
II takes a measured breath. “Do I? Haven’t noticed.”
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II has been feeling awful recently. Maybe it's something to do with all the travelling and performing they've been doing lately. Except he alone has been touring for almost ten years and he's used to the toll of it on his body. This is different. It isn't long until two parallel lines on a pregnancy test seal his fate.
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No actual names are used in the interest of honouring the band's anonymity. Characters are entirely based on their stage personas.
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While coming to the end of their European tour, Vessel and the other members of the band have surprise visitors.
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No actual names are used in the interest of honouring the band's anonymity. Characters are entirely based on their stage personas.
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- Part 1 of tangled like branches in a flood
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Ivy’s not looking for a pack. He’s not even looking for permanence. He just needs another gig to pay the bills until his own band takes off, and playing guitar for an anonymous band on the rise sounds easy enough.
Until he meets II.
The little Omega is already claimed, twice over. Entirely off-limits. Untouchable. Marked by a Dominant Alpha with wolfish teeth and magnetic charm, and another with an imposing frame and an unsettling, unshakable calm.
Ivy doesn't submit. Not to anyone else, and not even to instinct; but something inside of him buckles the moment that II's visage fills his gaze and blinds him.
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Or, IV imprints on an already bonded Omega, II. Either he keeps it strictly professional, or he learns how to submit so that he can find a place within an established pack that doesn’t quite need him… but might just want him anyway.
Established Vessel/III/II, with eventual Vessel/III/IV/II.
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After fleeing a relationship that left him bruised and unsure of his place in the world, III follows an instinct — a pull from Sleep — that leads him deep into the woods and to the doorstep of a strange old manor. There, he’s greeted not just by new faces, but by the quiet possibility of healing.
As the days unfold, III learns to live beside the three mysterious men who call the house home — and slowly, maybe, learns how to trust again. There’s no magic fix. But sometimes, being seen is the first step.
A story about healing at your own pace, soft places to land, and how home isn’t always a place — sometimes, it’s a person who stays.
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III is a cutie potato who’s been through hell. Vessel, II, and IV are weird dudes with weird trauma — but they take care of him anyway. There’s a lot of laundry, a lot of gentle touches, and maybe something like love at the end of it all.
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She thought she knew what love looked like, until the fire burned too hot. Entangled in a volatile relationship with III, she's caught between chaos and the quiet ache of being unseen. But when things begin to fall apart, it's Vessel who steps in; not loudly, not suddenly, but with the steady kind of care that rebuilds what’s been broken. Through soft gestures, stolen moments, and a friendship that deepens into something more, she learns to trust again. In Our Wake is a story about healing after hurt, about finding solace in the unspoken, and about the slow, certain arrival of something real; proof that even after destruction, something beautiful can grow.
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The mysterious owner of the Pink Pony Club doesn't like it when customers get too handsy with his dancers. His number one priority will always be their safety.
tw: attempted sexual assault (not described in too much detail and this is primarily focused on the aftermath, but please look out for yourself)
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The Gods Will Abandon the Heavens Just to Find Us by SqueeNeedsToSleep
Fandoms: Sleep Token (Band)
07 Feb 2024
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They weren't supposed to look. They were to always conceal themselves with their masks as their god demanded of them. They weren't supposed to have identities and individuality. They belonged to Sleep and Sleep only.
He heard Vessel's mask hit the floor and his hand returned to hold his face again, turning his head gently. IV kept his eyes shut, the god's anger still fresh in his mind, and he felt Vessel's thumbs caress his cheekbones over his mask.
"Look," Vessel rasped. "Please."
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Sleep is losing control over his vessels.
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- Part 1 of Squee's Sleep Token Fics