#vessel x iii

[cause0fchaos-stworship]

😳

A taste of the divine

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↓ 2nd version and closeup ↓

[erraticpulse]

maaake it real~

[s0d0mizer--s0d0mizes]

these two during Sugar.

they're a whole other breed...

[s-sputnik-k]

was blessed by this gifset again and it captured my attention long enough to finish a piece. I know it's been around for a while, but I had to make my own offering :}

[stregalin]

this fucking moment....

[grimdesu]

V: So flood me like Atlantic, bandage up the trenches.. Anything to get me to sleep III: Eheh..heh

[h00d13d09]

*VIOLENTLY SHAKING THE BARS OF MY CAGE*

Credit to louise28 from ST Discord | Gifs by me

[dewracle]

Masterlist

AO3 - X/Twitter

Request ➛ LIMITED Hard No's ➛ Scat, Incest, Necrophilia, Age Regression, Emeto

: ̗̀➛ HEAD-CANON - GROUP

❥ “Crying Finds”   ➛ The boys find you crying ❥ “Your Bed Is Mine”   ➛ S/O in the ST boys bed ❥ “Makeout”   ➛ A make-out HC ❥ “Charcoal”   ➛ Helping them remove their paints ❥ “PurrToken”    ➛ Non-human vessels - purr type    ➛ The boys purring for reader ❥ “Kiss”   ➛ Kissing type HC ❥ “Tails”   ➛ Non-human vessels - tail type ❥ “Dom? Sub? Switch?” [NSFW]   ➛ Their bedroom dynamic hc ❥ “Nicknames”   ➛ The type of names they’d call their S/O ❥ “Burned”   ➛ Their reactions to reader getting burned ❥ “I Made You Cry?”   ➛ The boys reaction to reader crying because of them ❥ “Downtime Music”   ➛ HC for the music they listen to in their free time ❥ “Healed Scars”   ➛ The vessels find reader’s self-harm scars ❥ “Blowjobs and Teasing” [NSFW]   ➛ Sexual HC/Blurbs ❥ “You Threaten What’s Mine?”   ➛ The ST boys’ reaction to reader being threatened ❥ “Chokehold: Breedings” [NSFW]   ➛ Being bred by the vessels ❥ "The Calm During The Storm" ➛ Comfort during a storm : ̗̀➛ FICS - LONG WRITES ❥ "The Debt That I Owe" [NSFW]   ➛ IV lets Vessel fuck his girlfriend ❥ UNFORGIVEN ➛ "Sorted Through Slots" [NSFW] ➛ "Somewhere In The Past" [NSFW] ➛Ch 1 ➛ Ch 2 ❥ PATH OF REASONS - Chapters [NSFW] ➛ Chapter 1 ❥ Path Of Reasons - Extra ➛ "After Eden" - What Would Happen Afer He Escapes

: ̗̀➛ POLYVESSELS

❥ “Pinning”    ➛ Vessel x III ❥ "Ignore Me" [NSFW]   ➛ Vessel x III ❥ "Keep Drumming" [NSFW]   ➛ Vessel x II ❥ "Nothing Lasts Forever" [DEAD DOVE]   ➛ IV's Rejection ❥ "Wet Me" [NSFW] ➛ Vessel x Trans II Piss Play ❥"Revenge of The Fallen" [NSFW] ➛ Vessel x II, Vessel x III x IV ❥ "Kitty" [NSFW] ➛ Vussy! Vessel x III x IV Spitroast

: ̗̀➛ VESSEL

❥ “Vessel’s Self Doubt”   ➛ Blurb of his self hate ❥ “Somnophilia” [NSFW]   ➛ Waking up and being woken up  ❥ “Flustered” [NSFW]   ➛ Flustered Vessel wanting reader ❥ “Comfort Showers”   ➛ Comforting the vessel ❥ “Beginning”   ➛ HC - Random talk of Vessel ❥ "Vessel's ABC's" [NSFW]   ➛ NSFW ABC for Vessel ❥ "Welcome Me In" [NSFW] ➛ Deepthroat Request ❥ "Rain Down On Me" [NSFW] ➛ Spit Kink Request ❥ “Rituals and Bones” [NSFW] ➛ OC! Vessel X GN! Reader ❥ "Sticky Wet" [NSFW] ➛ Vussy! Vessel x AFAB! Reader ❥ "Manchester" [NSFW] ➛ Vessel x Gn! Reader - Blowjob

: ̗̀➛ II

❥ "He’s being eaten by a snake” [CRACK]   ➛ Crack talk about ‘foreskin’ II ❥ “Drool on it” [NSFW]   ➛ Sub! II x Dom! GN! Reader ❥ ”Little Late Now” [NSFW]   ➛ Teasing and then jerking off the drummer ❥ “Trans II” [NSFW]   ➛ Trans II headcanons ❥ "II's ABC's" [NSFW]   ➛ NSFW ABC for II

: ̗̀➛ III

❥ “Daddy” [NSFW]   ➛ Imagine of daddy kink III ❥ "III's ABC's" [NSFW]   ➛ NSFW ABC for III ❥ "Cock Tease" [NSFW] ➛ Sub! III getting his cock teased

: ̗̀➛ IV

❥ "Cuddles”   ➛ Cuddle hc w/ OC and IV ❥ "IV's ABC's" [NSFW]   ➛ NSFW ABC for IV ❥ "Animals" [NSFW]   ➛ IV using you for his pleasure ❥ "Other Plans" [NSFW] ➛ Oral from IV ❥ "Little On The Softer Side" [NSFW] ➛ IV x Gn! Reader - Belly/Weight Kink

[dreaming-of-old-encounters]

The Fifth (Poly! Sleep Token x Fem! OC) Part I

Summary: The members of Sleep Token are exhausted, utterly drained. Sleep beckons for a new addition to take the load off the group; A Fifth.

Word count: 1.8K

I hope y'all enjoy I have a few parts planned out with the potential of this becoming a longer piece if you're interested. Poly! Sleep Token with a Fem! OC but can definitely be read as reader insert.

This was the third night in a row that he had dreamed of, well Vessel wasn't sure what he was dreaming of. It was never pleasant, Sleep's dream rarely ever were, but these were different. 

They were never like this when II, or III first began to plague his dreams. Sleep had been clear with them. They had come with a sense of purpose and drive to seek the new members out. Nor was this like the other messages Sleep had sent Vessel, she had always been clear, given him instructions or a goal. Those dreams had always felt real; Vessel could feel every touch, hear every word, and move freely sheltered in the safety of the dream world Sleep had created.

But this was completely out of his realm.

The clearness of the dreams had been replaced with flashes of images. Mousy hair, deep brown eyes, and pale translucent skin. Never a clear image, and never tangible. He had tried to reach out to the being when the dreams started to happen but the uneasiness of it all had prevented him. It was as if he was tied down and gagged, unable to respond to the chaos around him.

Was it fear? 

No. 

Even when Sleep punished her followers, the fear was never like this. That came with understanding, while sometimes cruel Vessel understood it. This was completely different, wild, unnerving and Vessel did not like it.

Reaching out blindly to the side table by his bed, Vessel searched for his phone. Lifting it to his face, expecting a light to blind him as he turned it on. A low sign left his lips, he had forgotten to plug the darn thing in again. No matter what  time it was now there was no going back to bed. His head was too filled with a heavy confusion he had not felt since the early days of Sleep Token, since the early days of his connection to Sleep herself. 

Pulling himself from the bed, he grabbed an extra hoodie and his mask. Stuffing them both on unceremoniously before dragging himself out of the warm comfort of his room. The promise of a warm cup of tea urging himself forward and down the creaky steps of the band's shared home. 

Even with the newfound success of the band they all still remained in the older Vicornian style home. It was easier that way, the quiet allowed all of them to maintain their identities, at least the very little left that remained of each of them, but had also allowed them to Worship and write in peace. Vessel would not admit this, but the house was one of the first places he had felt at peace in a long time. He was not willing to leave its comforts and as long as the rest of his band allowed him to stay there, he would. 

Entering the kitchen he was surprised to find a tired II, shoulders slump slightly waiting on the kettle to finish boiling. The soft early morning light was the only thing eliminating the kitchen around them, it couldn't be later than four or five in the morning.

 Vessel walk towards the smaller man resting his forehead lightly on top of his head. 

"You're up early?"

II turned slightly to look up at Vessel, his bright blue eye still glossy with sleep, "Couldn't get back to sleep"

Vessel frowned at this but only responded with a quiet hum. 

Reaching over the smaller man, he grabbed their two cups.

 II quickly corrected him, "Better make it four, I heard III & IV moving around when I came down."

Vessel paused a moment longer, his frown drawing deeper onto his hidden features. This information concerned him, the other vessels rarely were affected by Sleep's dreams. Well at least not like he was, being the first of the vessels chosen he had a certain connection with Sleep they did not. For all of them to be having troubles in the dream world, something was not right. 

"Alright, why don't you throw some more wood into the furnace and get some blankets together in the living room and I'll finish up here?"  Vessel suggested.

II nodded at him, before pulling away from the stove. Rubbing his hands over his arms to warm up. It was cold in the house, they had yet to bother adding heating past the wood furnace in the living room and the space heaters in their own rooms. Though IV had refused this comfort all together claiming it was a fire hazard. The other vessels knew it was just an excuse for the man to crawl into their beds when the nights got unbearably cold. Regardless it didn't seem like a big deal as they had planned on getting heating earlier that year but with their sudden rise to fame, home repairs were quickly forgotten. Lost among the other tasks left undone thanks to their busy schedules; not that others minded the extra company. 

Vessel continued to watch the water boil in front of him as he placed the tea bags into their cups, making sure to add an extra sugar cube into III's mug. The routine felt mindless, his thoughts consuming him as he dropped each bag into their mugs. 

Behind him footsteps joined II's, followed by quiet chatter. 

II had busied himself with gathering all the blankets he could, dumping them onto the large couch before moving forwards to feed the flames of the old stone furnace. 

"Looks like we need to cut some more wood this week" IV's voice carried from the stairs as he and III made their way down.

II gave a little chuckle before responding, "I have been telling Ves for days now, but you know how he gets..." trailing off a bit at the end of the sentence. He hadnt meant it in a rude way, IV knew that. But an odd energy had settled into the house the past week, that none of them really understood. Maybe it was the cold, gloomy weather but it had felt more than that recently. 

Walking over to II, IV reached down to help restack some of the wood that piled next to the furnace. "and what about you II, Feeling alright? haven't been much yourself lately either?" 

II paused at this, "yeah Ivy I'm alright" a small smile touching his lips before throwing another log into the flames, "just a bit tired I guess" he added. 

III looked at his two band mates from the spot of the sofa that he had claimed, while he was probably the least in-tuned with the group's feeling but he too had felt the energy shift in the house the past couple of days. That same feeling consuming the air around them now, causing him to shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"Alright you two, get your asses over here I'm freezing"  he held wide arm open, holding extra blankets out to them. Desperately trying to escape the heavy feeling beginning to form in his throat. 

It was domestic really, the three of them snuggled up together on the couch, eyes half closed enjoying the warmth of each other's company. It had been a while since they had been able to relax like this, with the end of the UK Tour, dealing with business deals,signing onto a new record company along with preparing for the upcoming North American tour things had been overwhelmingly busy. It was beginning to be clear that it was taking a toll on the group.

The high pitch whistle of the kettle barely took Vessel away from the thoughts that currently tormented his brain. Running through the lists of things they had to complete before the start of tour. The record label wanted them to start to write for the new album, not to mention his commitments to Sleep, it felt endless.

He grabbed a tray from underneath the counter carefully putting each mug on to it, before turning to the pantry to grab them some biscuits. 

And of course there was the matter of his dreams, flashes of the mousy brown hair flickered through his thoughts as he shifted through the shelves looking for the biscuits. They would need to go into town soon, their pantry was starting to look empty. Just another thing for his endless list of tasks. 

He was tired, beyond tired. He was burning out. 

Turning off the stove, Vessel grabbed the tray of mugs letting his mind wander over to his bandmates in the other room. He knew they were just as tired as he was and it was beginning to frustrate him that he couldn't take more of their burden off their shoulders. But he himself was beginning to fall behind on his duties. 

 Long strides brought him into the living room quickly even with the extra care taken not to spill the tray full of steaming mugs in his hands. 

His bandmate lifting their tried heads enough to great him. III's excited eyes twinkling at the package of biscuits laying on the tray. Ivy always greeted him with a sweet smile and kind words. Finally the lazy eyes of II watching him move into the room with careful consideration. He would look almost uninterested to most but both had been around each other long enough to understand that was far from the case. 

Vessel placed the tray down in front of the Trio, grabbing his own dark blue mug standing there a bit awkwardly trying to find his place. It was II that shuffled away so that Vessel could find his place in between him and III. Slotting himself in the group, Vessel let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes and allowing the warmth of his mug to warm his hands. 

IV leaned down grabbing his and III's respective mugs, and of course the roll of biscuits for III. Who made quick work at opening them and stuffing one in his mouth. Turning himself towards IV, "ew want one" mouth half full with the buttery snack. 

"Sleep help us III, I swear you have no manners" IV chucked before grabbing the snack from his hand and stuffing one in his own mouth. 

II watched the two quietly bicker back and forth before reaching down to the table for his own mug, "Ves?" he begun to question the singer next to him, "hm?" he responded, eyes still loosely shut, as his head hung lazily behind him on the couch.  

"Why aren't you using your favorit-" II stopped mid sentence eyeing the dark blue mug Vessel had insisted on using daily gripped tightly in the singer's hands,something about how it fit in his hands & the texture II couldn't quite remember now. 

"What was that II?" Vessel had responded not bothering to open his eyes. 

“Don't worry about it" II leaned back into the side of the singer, his eyes not leaving the fifth mug swirling a deep mousy brown still resting on the table. "It’s nothing" he repeated to himself.

[vessel-token]

you know what. i was shy when i first posted my writing here but NOT ANYMORE. today i throw myself to the wolves that are the beautiful people of the sleep token fandom and die like a man.

so like um that being said how would we feel about a threeway fic between vessel, reader, and iii… that may or may not be inspired by the way that vessel straddled iii during sugar…..

more details under the cut because i don’t want to blind any innocent scrollers—

(also, nsfw under the cut! MDNI.)

but like to give y’all a rough idea of what i’m thinking;

reader sat naked in vessel’s lap while he teases you, his legs hooked under yours to keep you splayed open on top of him. one hand is resting on the inside of your thigh, reminding you to keep them spread while his other busies itself with playing with your cunt. his fingers slide between your folds, spreading your lips to bare you to your single reverent audience member.

iii’s kneeling between your legs without hesitation, watching almost entranced as vessel opens you up for him. his mask is pulled up just enough to reveal his mouth and he doesn’t waste any time diving in to taste you. vessel lets the other man get to work, placing an encouraging hand on the back of iii’s head and gently urging him to bury himself in your soaked cunt.

sooo what do we think? would you guys want to read that? 😁

please reply and let me know if you’d like me to tag you!

[ethantheannus]

fuck it i cant keep this to myself please have a vessel/iii wip they make me Crazy (also yes this is me running with the headcanon that off the stage/when not worshipping sleep vessel can't speak)

[darksideoftheshipps]

I can't stop thinking about Vessel having a nipple piercing, belly button piercing or, we know exactly where piercing.😏

But about this intimate jewel would know only his lovers. *living in polyvessels universe*

And hear me out ! Hear me out! 🔥 III with pierced tongue.🔥

[leonsleftbicep]

Sleep Token Headcanons

Vessel has a bunch of salt and sugar body scrubs. they say its because “i get clogged pores from the grease paint” which is true, but it also just likes the smooth skin after.

iii steals them, and fucking loves the rose scented ones. they always make sure to buy a replacement after they notices they used to much of one.

at one point III forgot to replace a container after Vessel went out to the store. but Vess bought a new container just for III, even put their name on it and everything.

vessel smiles when it caught sight of the grin on III’s face when they saw the scent and their name on the container.

[faithghoul]

You have seen Vessel riding III's shoulder and pushing his head back to his hips from the side view, now get ready for the FRONT VIEW.

[grimdesu]

Amidst it all, a hidden admirer watches over him... (was thinking of adding something to the empty space in my previous drawing.)